Le Fois Voyagent, Le Voyage De La Foi (The time travel, The faith trip)

“Am living my life….. doing my best , Or so I taught anyway.

Every time I look around….so close, I see the future fade away.

What’s the reason? What’s the purpose? Is it real? Is it worth it.

We work so hard trying to prove it.

Some say it’s true, but others will fault it.

What ever you believe…it’s your conclusion. Live your life, don’t fall to Illu510n.

It’s in our face…can we face it? We run so far, and still it chases.

Can’t get away…. from our problems.

No, we can’t replace it.

The only solution…Read the manual and follow the equation equals PRAY.

Don’t follow me, don’t follow what I do.

I wish they’d preach that…so we could stay true.

To busy politricking….the clock never stops…time just ticks, time just tocks


We listen to the beat, lost…. Therein lies the plot.

It’s full of lies, yea it’s full of spies…searching the clouds and still we can’t see what’s in the sky.

When all that’s been asked is that we try.

Hanging in heart’s cold, our heart’s are black.

Soul searching. Soul Sold…still selling, still purchasing the gold.

It’s in me, It’s in you. The flesh is weak, the spirit is willing.

When will mankind stop all the killing.

If you read you see it’s true….It’s kinda chilling if you never knew.

The way it goes, the way it ends.

The way it start’s, the way it begins. “



“I hear u…that’s wat family is about…through thick and thin….surviving even against the pressures of the wind(the

world outside) like a kite it wants to take you for a flight. Forces against you, that you can’t see….but if you look


enough you will be set free. Staring at the the trees…… yea they stand tall naked and braving the forces, even in

tornadoes they don’t fall. Watch the wind…yes we can…see it blowing through the leaves, and some fall off…but

eventually they grow back. That’s life a true fact….. imperfecttt we are in many away, but we gotta hold on if we

wanna STAY!!!”

The Struggle

Awakening to the existence of life. Not judging the book by the cover, can’t tell the story until you read it through.So here it goes. A ma do, what I have been waiting to say for so long.The record which basically says to “hold on”……. to what’s inside, let it unfold.

What’s in my mind to metal detect you can’t follow. I gotta put it out there, the tips kinda hollow. Am not talking about new….check the beat. New music, they claim stay close to the streets. Wearing the art the check’s a cross their necks, putting it out their it’s clear that life’s a test.  They saying we following the most high.

Buying a piece of this ice we gotta stay fly. Ice, Ice. Ice is cold men, some say the breeze feels cool then. they want it on the rocks, now who’s getting school man. Following the masses, turned into a fool again. Bought and resold stolen from Africa.

Talks about being free and still you close to pharaoh. Don’t you think it’s time we get back on the straight and narrow. That’s what I said, we was stolen…..at first, now they reproducing. Still living the curse. In a new form, how easy we conform.

Trying to buy a piece of this American corona, copped it from Lauryn so many hills we still gotta climb over. It’s a war, don’t need a gun to be a soldier. The written word, spoken word, the movement, the beat. You can’t live life unless you gotta heart beat.

So I put a lot into it….. this is my art, the product and I gotta use it.

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