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the sound of one man rappin' this is a message from the notorious cee-in-cee listen up and i`ll tell you exactly what i see `cos i`m comin from all eight chakras simultaneously.... if you don`t know the difference between bad and good then come on down with me to the buddha`hood... i`m biggin it up down here on the streetless street dont hang in no ashram, dont beat no spiritual meat i wont give you no eyeball-sitdown-artist rap i am that, thou art that, the cat sat on the mat listen swamiboy you gonna have to do better than that or you gonna get a full body zen slap you been drinkin too much con consciousness cognac you been smokin too much new age sewage crack.... find yourself a sense of humour or you gonna get yourself a tumour listenin to way too many rumours about what happened to who what when where in Poona listen up to my mind and get enlightened sooner...…. big bhag-daddy gangsta with the bling-bling`s gone he sung his song then moved right along now you scrapin` at his empty bong lookin for scraps for you to fly upon.... you white rogue brothers and bigass commune mothers lovelifelaughing gas lovers and cia spooks undercover wheeler dealer sheela playin 55 million dollar leela oceanic chronic alcoholic downin bombay gin and tonic needs irrigation-colonic.... cultwithinacult black magic senders enlightened masters poppin pills on benders awakening is a franchise putting out to tender your religionless religion is a drop-dead-ender time to recognise your own agenda.... your brain is goin`funky you becomin` a satsang junkie your mind jumpin upandown like a friggin monkey you sittin in a line with no-face no-mind flunkies you tryin to stay in your tree but you skinny-dippin in a lunar sea mind rubbish pilin up on the grounds of diminished responsibility wakin up and goin back to sleep is your main ability wakey wakey, time to just say no to thera-priests keep your own money feed your own beast preacher teachers fleece sheep as they bleach and enlightenment stays well out of reach dont sell your soul to a leech have some self-respect at least get to a resort with a beach read yourself some friedrich neitzsche... meditate celebrate imaginate dont be a thinkin-celibate raise your vibrations to a higher rate love your fate dont be an ingrate... get a life unto yourself... get down on the streetless street out in the world where they turnin up the heat we the underground ubermensch elite almost invisible keepin it discreet we deep in the maya and out in the buddha`hood samsara is nirvana...mm.. good...... TOP