Текст песни No Mud - Vagabond Maurice
Oh
man,
we're
all
ready
at
the
end
The
Art
of
Happiness
Syllable
sensei
Running
through
your
dojo
like
Netero
Wielding
the
syntax
off
the
tips
of
my
knuckles
I'm
busy
Breaking
the
sound
barrier
to
move
the
cosmos
And
planetary
bodies
while
bodying
instrumentals,
I'm
God
Body
in
a
God
Gundam,
that's
Domon
Kasshu
spitting
Haikus
While,
posed
up
like
Kamina,
my
Kamikaze
got
you
Dancing
in
a
mausoleum
Colosseum
splitting
them
adversaries
in
defeat
I
spit
that,
Last
Poet
Cadence
on
that,
Black
Magic
Swanton
to
the
Bomb,
drop
jewels
up
in
the
calm
Forgetting
your
accolades
when
I'm
steady
grooving
souls
In
a
city
where,
Black
bodies
hold,
philosopher
stones
Vagabond's
the
Oroku
Saki,
Muten
Roshi
Urameshi
spitting
spirits
over
them
caster
shells
Dwelling
on
that
Leyline
Alkahestry,
shifting
your
history
Bringing
that
inner
peace,
or
you'll
leave
in
Pieces,
solar
systems
in
my
thesis
Thesis
counting
solar
system
requiems
Dreaming
on
an
astral
plane,
slick
thought
in
fragments
Word
smith,
Ozymandias
cater
the
Blast
radius,
radiant
sword
tongue
gleam
Under
the
moonlight,
kenjutsu
in
my
insight
Foresight
too
complex
for
their
metaphors
Morphogenesis
in
shapes
past
your
concepts
Exodus
enlightenment
peace
sounds
eclectic
Mercenary
of
Astral
Clocktowers,
I'm
watching
Those
who
watch
the
watchmen,
bury
guards
in
vinyl
Press
my
ashes
in
hymns,
from
now
till
infinity,
it's
Five
point
palm,
your
heart's
gone,
the
method
Ten
point
program,
outline
the
aesthetics
Eight
Trigrams,
decipher
the
dianetics
With
sixty-four,
strikes,
I
leave
foes
just
breathless
So
what's
growth
to
your
inner
vision?
Outer
wisdom
counting
on
your
proper
prosper
Prosper
glorious,
your
garden
bloom
through
monsoons
A
lotus
reaching,
from
the
mud
to
the,
moon
Out
of
tune,
out
of
reach,
I
seek
things
you
can't
see
A
nameless
king,
wielding
lightning
in
the
right
dreams,
penning
Soul
frequencies
in
the
right
key,
unlock
Barriers
of
mind
and
spirit,
I
am
the
Griot
Orbiting
celestial
being,
I
am
the
Abbot
who
Speaks
in
Morse
code,
I'm
traveling
Moors
Gold
Babbling
Bushido,
while
holding
my
soul's
glow
No
longer
seeking
key
holes
to
see
the
world
A
locksmith
seeking
cosmos
to
see
the
whole
Universal
spectrum
in
my
pen's
serum
Disintegrate
my
circle
for
a
tighter
cypher
Ouroboros
tongue,
speaking
for
the
sun
Speaker
of
the
stars,
coming
undun
Unravel
my
weights
like,
Rock
Lee
Tread
lightly
through
nebula
The
sage
bleeds
Knowledge
through
the
scholar
who
seek
divine
prophet
See
through
the
sea
of
false
prophets,
I
part
it
Split
dynasties
in
half,
the
last
Jedi
See
through
your
mind
tricks
when
I
speak
the
truth
An
Alkahest
who
exists
within
the
shift
of
paradigms
I
climb,
through
astral
charts,
to
shine
And
smack
the
color
blind,
in
hues,
of
rhythm
and
blues
Pursue,
the
rose
aura
Dual
wield
psalms,
like
arms
My
Arms,
like
Guanyin
Hundred-type,
ascending
In
combat,
my
alms,
be,
Samurai
Jack,
just
Jacking
for
beats,
I
study
ancient
techniques
From
on,
the
mountain's
peak,
an
isolated
beast,
like
Trainer
Red,
command
flames,
with
Charizard
Collapse
chakras,
hold
fires
like
Avatar
Roku
Carefree
like,
Goku
Chapter
Black
Saga,
defeat
likes,
of
Shinobu
Successor
of
the
Fist
of
the
North
Star
I'll
shatter
your
whole
frame,
to
maintain
the
golden
status
of
The
Dragon
Hermit
Dragon
of
the
Midwest
Dragon
Quarter
lyricist,
infernos
in
my
penmanship,
like
Makoto
Shishio,
secret
swords,
I
blaze
souls
Makoto,
third
strike,
split
heaven
and
insight
I
move,
with
the
density
of
a
nimbus
cloud
Somersaulting
snap
kicks,
leave
you
unconscious
My
poetry's
deep,
leave
them
drowning,
in
the
flow
My
poetry's
deep,
leave
them
drowning,
in
the
flow
My
poetry's
deep,
leave
them
drowning,
in
the
flow
My
poetry's
deep,
seek
crowns
While
cutting
down
rapper's
with
a
guillotine
leg
drop
Figure
four
to
the
leg
lock,
figure
eights,
I
figured
my
rhymes
Equivalent
to
Goku's
potential
left
crews
fragile
Like
Glass
Menagerie,
actual
artifacts,
sniper
shots
From
the
Almanac,
brotha,
it's
crunch
time
Pit
of
Lazarus,
half
hazardous,
heaven
sent
Half
evanescent,
Freakzoid,
pair
of
noise
Mind,
mobilizing
like
the
Megazord
Plasma
sword,
beam
saber
equipped
to
the
hilt
That's
one
cut
and
one
kill
Slicker
rhythms
when
I
breeze
through
and
bless
the
system
Systematically
Static
Shocking
the
stereo
systems
Have
them
listen
through
the
whispers
of
these
metaphors
Sharpen
my
syllables
on
the
skulls
of
my
opponents,
God
I
be
that
Sleeping
Dragon
of
the
Terra
Godz,
going
live
Flying
high,
rocking
them
scars,
from
my
knuckles
to
the
sky
ONSOL
attacking
the
scene
from
the
blind
side
Scheming
on
these
demons,
moving
through
the
universe
Half
a
bar
from
Vagabond,
slaughter
your
whole
catalog
Sweeping
metaphors
to
a
four-four
signature
Power
level
tearing
scouters
asunder
Wonder,
how
I
walk
with
skies,
like
Ankin,
my
Etymology's
slaying
frequencies
Hitokiri
getting
groovy
on
the
astral
plane
Wildin'
Out
on
nebula,
to
unlock
my
chakra
I'm
piecing
realities,
on
the
breath
of
my
synergy
I
Conjure,
limitless,
spells
I
drown,
lyricist,
well
A
black,
miracle,
dwells
Beyond,
infinite,
cells
I
broke
free,
to
see,
the
whole
tapestry
Two
verses
ain't
enough
for
my
poetry
Twin
dragon
dragging
chariots
from
heaven
I'm
warring
with
puppeteers
Cut
strings,
like
Zaheer
I
peer,
Byakugan
Explode,
like
Bakugo
A
legend
who,
unfolds
On
the
Dead
Emcee
Scrolls
I'm
Unraveling
time
and
space,
travel
through
minds,
I
chase
Babylon,
and,
Pure
Lands
Diary
of
A
Black
Buddha
writing
sutras
on
these
instrumentals
A
Black
Boy,
found,
naps
in
the
pen
and
pencils
A
Black
Man
Crack,
Tooth,
Smile
Shattering
the
Dichotomy,
of
the
industry,
they
said
that
"Lyrics
are
dead,"
while
I
bench
press
that
motherfucker
Atlas
Shrugged,
with
the
multi-verse
up
on
my
shoulders
Crack
boulders
with
the
One
Inch
Punch
Or,
like
Ip
Man
Surrounded
by,
ten
men
I
hold
The
martial
prowess
of
Demon
Back,
Yujiro
Iron
Finger
Roaring
Demons
Wailing
in
my
Fist
Berserker
Guts,
swing,
bastard
sword
in
Eclipse
Akuma
ready
with
that
Shun
Go
Ku
Satsu
Tokido
holding
that
E
VO
Lution
focus
Im
Pact
From
air,
like
Initial
Lotus
I
Keep,
the
rhyme,
timeless
Stylin',
like
Rakim
Pumping
up
the
volume
Transmute,
break
beats
To
Diasporic
Drum
woven
path
Clad
In
dragon
scale
Ash
bristle
crown
Praise
Sun
warrior,
Sun
Tzu
in
the
tactics
Wait
Nara
covenant,
Shikamaru
the
strategy
Fate
Found
reason,
under
a
moonlit
kingdom
to
Knight
me
in
stardust,
I
manifest
Seeds
that
I've
sown
through
Buddha
text,
I
resurrect
Epitaph
of
Twilight,
Midna
in
my
subtext
Linking
all
my
wisdom
to
halt,
the
cataclysm
Speaker
for
the
Dead,
who
writes,
through
solar
systems
Raphael
Saadiq,
my
Neo-Soul
in
Blues
Raphael
the
hues,
the
mic,
handled
like
Sais
Maharaja
Maurice,
penetrating
the
streets
Pouring
40s
on
boulevard,
an
ancient
ritual
I
mobilize
my
Gundam
to
bloom
I'm
Domon
Kasshu
shocking
heaven
under
the
moon
My
burning
finger
reaching
past
the
sky
line
Outlaw,
to
the
Leyline
Unboxed
thought
Untethered
from
the
earth
Weightless
with
the
verse
Tao
Pai
Pai
Mercenary
Wise
from
the
Monastery
Heavy
tongue
unravel
the
Context
before
hopping
into
combat
My
content,
indents
a,
cerebral
cortex
I
vortex
twin
text,
give'em,
rigo
mortis
More
complex
than,
I
don't
know,
Rick
& Morty
I'm
more
complex
than
the
eye,
of
Agamotto
A
Master
of
Mystic
Arts,
the
mystics
of
my
heart
Is
Alchemy
in
the
spark,
of
a
dying
stars,
I
halt
comets
Tectonic
shifting
Toph
Vibrating
on
a
higher
Plane
of
existence,
my
thoughts
lift
Juggernaut
Through
ceilings
and
quench
flames
of
Phoenix
Foot
dive
to
victory
Rage
quit
when
I
enter,
like
Ta
- Ma
- Negi
Sensei
Successor
to
the
Iron
Fist
here
So
make
- way
Flight
through
Snake
Way
Gate
Less
Door
Ways
For
Space
For
my
mind
to
take
root,
so
What's
knowledge
in
an
open
cipher?
Patient
penning
stories
of
a
lone
Ronin
Love
melancholy,
write
past
tense
In
my
last,
life
time
I
probably
played
the
keys,
or
was
a
Child
soldier
with
a
Cheshire
smile
Reminiscing
of,
the
day,
that
war
became
peace
Found
my
inner
peace,
with
robes,
a
canvas
of
orange
Aura
pouring
teachings
from
the
Pure
Lands
Soaring
To
abodes
of
celestial
modes
Soundtracked,
by
Modal
Souls
In
light,
I
behold
The
shadow
of
self
doubt
Castaway
the
fear,
to
view
the
truth,
clear
Recalling
memories,
of
my
Avatar
Cycle
Black
genetics
got
me
speaking
with
my
ancestors
Revolution
got
me
fighting
for
Utopia
Black
skin
is
not,
synonymous
with
sin
But
Nigga's
dying
for
less
I
mean,
my
Negus
is
blessed
Baoding
balls
for
stress
Documenting
the
era
as
best
as
we
can
Last
thirty-eight,
reflecting
on
an
Obelisk
A
humble
Arhat
dwelling
in,
wellsprings
Etheric
body
calling
me,
from
an
astral
dream
Sancta
Sanctorum
scribing
sacred
folds,
in
the
space
Iconography
depicting
dragons
in
my
hiero
Glyphs
I
Glimpse
Through
Arrays
of
Flowers
on
Silk
Road
Transmission,
on
a
mission
for
the
wheel
of
Dharma
Cosmic
order
balance
karma
in,
each
step
Kama
sutra
align
Virtuous
and
grace
Curtain
calls,
for
all
clowns
Keep
my
record
spinning
when
my
Soul's
in
passing
No
Dragon
Balls
are
needed
for
the
refrain
Maintain
my
ideals,
despite
all
the
pain
So
what's
a
coffin
with
a
scratched
ceiling?
Bloodied
knuckles
crack
Glass
Tempered
breathing
I'm
climbing
through
the
dirt
to
reach
my
aspirations
Affirmations
counting
mantras
in
my
altitude
Preserve,
interludes,
studying
the
groove
Merchant
of
the
Mask,
display
all
your
faces
Read
Trigrams,
to
know,
all
my
placements
Facets,
of
self
love,
elevating
your
palate
Introspective
rhetoric,
dive
deep
to
open
Chakras
Break
Fallacies
And
your
ignorance
A
cold
vocalist,
whose,
floating
in
the
warmth
of
Jazz
Unraveling
the
sea,
of
my
ocean's
being
Unravel
clarity
of
Elysian
I'm
Blacker
than
the
middle
of
a
dying
star
Shine
like
treasures
of
a
dynasty
Adorned
in,
knowledge
of
self
And
Wrapped
in
the
fabric
of
moon
beams
Don't
let
their
actions,
phase
my
goodness
I
found
righteousness,
in,
common
sense,
so
Any
utterance
unaimed
Will
be
disclaimed
That's
countless
Rappers
Slain
Any
utterance
unaimed
Will
be
disclaimed
That's
countless
Rappers
Slain
The
essence
of
our
practice
can
be
described
as
transforming
suffering
into
happiness
It's
not
a
complicated
practice,
but
requires
us
to
cultivate
mindfulness,
concentration,
and
insight
It
requires
first
of
all
that
we
come
home
to
ourselves,
that
we
make
peace
with
our
suffering
Treating
it
tenderly,
and
looking
deeply
at
the
roots
of
our
pain
It
requires
that
we
let
go
of
useless,
unnecessary
sufferings
Release
the
second
arrow,
and
take
a
closer
look
at
our
idea
of
happiness
Finally,
it
requires
that
we
nourish
happiness
daily,
with
acknowledgment
Understanding,
and
compassion
for
ourselves
and
for
those
around
us
We
offer
these
practices
to
ourselves,
to
our
loved
ones,
and
to
the
larger
community
This
is
the
art
of
suffering
and
the
art
of
happiness
With
each
breath,
we
ease
suffering
and
generate
joy
With
each
step,
the
flower
of
insight
blooms
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