Candlestick

{*scratches* *sample from Honest Expression by Binary Star* *scratches*} {"Your torch keep me burning" - One.Be.Lo} {"Hip-hop" - Senim Silla"} {"The torch, torch" - One.Be.Lo} {*scratches* "Hip-hop, herald of life" - Senim Silla"} {"Torch keep me burning" *scratches* "Your torch keep me burning, my world" - One.Be.Lo} [Intro] Somebody asked me what my inspiration was when I write rhymes You know what I'm saying, I mean it ain't no one specific thing But this is what I told him I was telling him about the time I was laying in my room, you know Trying to meditate I got all the lights off, I'm sitting here with my matches, you know what I'm saying I lit a candle, closed all the doors, the windows, cut the lights off And I'm meditating, you know, I'm looking at this candle, and this flame I'm fascinated cause the flame was just dancing, you know It's dancing, got a mind of its own, you know, and This flame controlled everything in the room, you know It was like, the darkness paid attention to it, you know what I'm saying It's like, I wanna be that light That's my inspiration Your thoughts are the flame of a candle, flickering in the wind Beads of sweat, like melting wax, rolling down the side of your face as you meditate What are you thinking? See you are the candlestick Oh how you shine Rebellious to darkness Let there be light Your very existence brings life to the shadows that dance on the walls in my Mind Creatures with no faces, no expressions, no colours, no emotions, wait Dimensioning, no mind of their own These are slaves of mimic See they mimic you And they are your slaves for as long as you shine Tears of sorrow, signs of grief, threaten your very existence Let your thoughts remain calm And you will shine forever Candlesticks {*echoes*} {*scratches*} [One.Be.Lo] The situation is this, sitting the days of time In this world full of darkness and crime I'm trying to shine, like torches Help from divine sources Cats wanna act live, but mentally they like corpses If I could, I'd resurrect all the dead Place a tantalum on their heads No more political divisions, we all live By one universal law, the Ten Commandments Now peep the damage And understand as it's time for repair But first, feast your eyes of the man in the mirror and stare Feast your eyes of the man in the mirror and stare Feast your eyes of the man in the mirror and stare