Lyrics Vintage Galaxy - Tonéx

VINTAGE GALAXY

THOUGHT ENTRY 1
Now the kites are flying over seaport village
This is the vintage I know you feelin it... what?
A new discovery of my inner self
All this time I thought my world was bland & flat
But then I wised up son, now I get around, I gets down...
I'm universal, but yet I stay commercial
Loved by the underground, new york, & perugia
My Father's not the author of confusion
I got you spoiled like veruka salt, salt of the earth
You can catch me at the New Birth
You blind and never saw it coming
But it's symbolic of the "8" new beginnings
That's why I'm grinning
Cuz i got that vintage modern sound
But before I could fly I had to get grounded
Foolish things confound the wise and
So many times I played the fool
Cuz I lacked the tools that I needed
That's why the Father told me act like Michael & beat it
I ain't gone front, I str8 up igged him @ 1st
So then he had to repeat it
This time I took heed and
I packed my bags to seemingly go backwards
But a scary move to some was like 4 me winning Fear Factor
I needed a father FIGURE cuz spiritually I was a bastard
@ Least I was an undiscovered talented actor
Who was living in a dream sequence
Forgettin' consequences
Now I only drink only righteous tea
Strained from only righteous leaves
2 my black life I cleave
Hard to for me to even believe that I tried to run
From this reality called the vintage galaxy
Put your hands up
Let me see you in the balcony what?, what?
Now the kites are flying over seaport village
This is the vintage I know you feelin it... what?
EPICENTER
In outer space there's so much room to breathe
I finally got the courage to get off my knees
Now I believe the only thing that was keeping me was me
I'm not afraid no more of the vintage galaxy
STREAMING CONSCIOUS
I didn't want to leave my planet for fear of the unknown
Uncharted territory means that you'll be out on your own
But what a joy I found when I let my birdcage go
And I ain't gotta dip no bunnies when I leave my show
It's conscious not pompus not soap box I get my rocks off
By telling truth to the cats on the bully block
But from a higher place can't you see my face?
I'm no one
I'm just a vessel who's just a mess yo
Trying to fly a kite without the paranoia
That's why I had to go----2 leave California
So i could put the stank on ya
Bullet proof, slander proof
I blow the chimney up off the roof
And leave the party in shambles
Where the heck is Tevin Campbell?
I needed 2 talk 2 u
There's some things the Father's doing in U
I wanna help you see it's not the end of your destiny
Vintage galaxy
PROFILE
I'm analog and digital
So just call me bi-musical
One listen & you'll know I'm real
Cleanse your temple with chloryphyl
Smoke shekinah nothing finer
Want more info check the liner notes
I ain't no joke but I'm brainwashed
Just ask danielle x-no the choke
James brown's the baddestcataroundthisistthetruthfoundin
Thevintagestockthefuturerockedbecauseofthis
Michaelandprincecannotdenyaugustafire
Mamajammamchammerchangeddagamea
Youjealousmonkeyhiphopmogulwannabes
Youveterencatsbetterstartgettinghungryforagain
Orelseshegonebeouttofadealtoclassyjustforcheapthrills

EPICENTER
In outer space there's so much room to breathe
I finally got the courage to get off my knees
Now I believe the only thing that was keeping me was me
I'm not afraid no more of the vintage galaxy