You search deep in the mind,
You'll find that funk always live in the heart, y'know what I mean?
Brainstormin',
'Till the ink change form,
Doin' it,
From black space to face of the deep,
Passing cosmic lights, till our Earth spinning beneath the passage,
'Till the funky cosmic rhythm, that lies up in our Solar System,
Now I unfold this wisdom,
"If you suck my soul, I'll lick your funky emotions"
Sounds comin' from these deep Omens,
Tap upon my Pineal Glands,
My third eye, swift as the bird fly,
The Eagles did land,
In Galaxies we meet, Aliens and Sheikhs,
Kings in the streets, wrapped in gold sheets,
For one common cause,
we came for the beat (For the beat, y'know what I mean?)
In Galaxies we meet, Aliens and Sheikhs,
Kings in the streets, wrapped in gold sheets,
For one common cause,
we came for the beat (For the beat, so talk to 'em)
You know, somebody had to plant it,
That's where we in, somebody planned it,
We lived on the planet Earth,
So it was a plan at first,
In Galaxies we meet, Aliens and Sheikhs,
Kings in the streets, wrapped in gold sheets,
For one common cause, we came for the beat
In Galaxies we meet, Aliens and Sheikhs,
Kings in the streets, wrapped in gold sheets,
For one common cause, we came for the beat
(I could see further than my eyes could look)
A new government, swerving in my mothership across the globe,
Pop out wearing a sorcerer's robe,
Musical keys flying out my sleeves, funk-ified the masses,
Got Aliens pop-locking with Aztecs,
Green afros, resemble the astrals,
Tripping off of Acid, my eyes turn purple like I took a tablet,
Looking Lazarus, moon-walking from his coffin,
Octopus on the corner talking,
In Galaxies we meet, Aliens and Sheikhs,
Kings in the streets, wrapped in gold sheets,
For one common cause, we came for the beat (Uh, traveled so far)
In Galaxies we meet, Aliens and Sheikhs,
Kings in the streets, wrapped in gold sheets,
For one common cause, we came for the beat
Do you see? Do you see?
Traveled so far to get to the past,
And I turned back and looked into the future,
In Galaxies we meet, Aliens and Sheikhs,
Kings in the streets, wrapped in gold sheets,
For one common cause, we came for the beat
In Galaxies we meet, Aliens and Sheikhs,
Kings in the streets, wrapped in gold sheets,
For one common cause, we came for the beat
In the beginning, there was the pen... and the pad,
And the pad was without form, no writing,
In Galaxies we meet, Aliens and Sheikhs,
Kings in the streets, wrapped in gold sheets,
For one common cause, we came for the beat
And the spirit of the hand moved across the paper
In Galaxies we meet, Aliens and Sheikhs,
Kings in the streets, wrapped in gold sheets,
For one common cause, we came for the beat
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