Master of Zen

by Philosophik

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released April 10, 2019

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Philosophik UK

Philosophik AKA Insane Therapist AKA The Witch Professor AKA The Black Hole.

A man who walks without thinking.

A river.

A sea.

The light and the black.

A master of zen and a man without deceit or credulous complexity.

A musician.

Unlike you (meaning two reasons)
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Track Name: Master of Zen
I'm a master of zen
I'm a master of zen
Spitting darkness again
I'm a master of zen

Shut down ya macbook
Here comes the crook
Out for a good time, decently up
Down for the drama, throw me the spanner
Guys wanna talk crap I show them the mana

I spent a couple quid on my hairstyle
Now every Joe and geordie wanna rile
It isn't even weird that I'm crazy
Blokes like you dont work ur fuckin lazy

Straight from equestrian mouths
Used to live like this and now I'm out
I'm on about the need for sophisto
Dry guys can slide off my grind and piss o

F f... I spit to the clef
Dodgy promoters out to pick the chef
The problem is its wack and deranged there
Guys like raek dont care about what they share

I'm a master of zen
I'm a master of zen
Spitting darkness again
I'm a master of zen

Im a zen master if u dont like it tough shit
My zone got gold I survived through a blitz
Ya telling me ya ain't send commandos?
Heard dem shooters come for me in afro

I dodged a couple snipes from the forces
Pain ain't mine I left it all was tortured
They didn't understand when I laughed tho
Guys on the surface trying to get below

Ya think ya gonna be on the telly?
Dream on kid ya brain is like spaghetti
So turn off ya device known as mind frame
Ya cant reach me til everyone is blamed

You did it.. he did it... she did it
Jus looked in the mirror and I'm exquisite
I bought a couple packs of the trick deck
Anthea Turner still ain't heard my shit yet

Paul from the south ain't ask me for a favour
That's why i came back fiercer than a laker
When dropping orange balls in the net Duke
Try to come at me most of em are newbs

I'm a master of zen
I'm a master of zen
Spitting darkness again
I'm a master of zen
Track Name: Watch
I was bullied at school, by the teachers
Crazy enforcers gliding down the cleavers
And bombarded with Christian dogma
Forced to study the stuff I didn't want to

They talk about curricular systems
Lighting the way its slavery for victims
And so is later on in the work force
Work really hard or else you will be lost

The resonating shouts in ya ear drum
Spread messages of fear to the unclear ones
And all are expected to do it
Billions of workers, trainees and recruits

They battle for the best reputation
Slander emits the higher up they raise to
Another power fight for the angry
Talkers of tactic taunts they are commanches

Watch for the chiefs who populate the planet
Watch for repeating creeps who are like parrots
They share the same credentials and rulebooks
Watch, they get angrier the more they move up

Demanding more respect from the desperate
Fools on the corners fighting where its desolate
I do not think they will be triumphant
For very long, these guys are soon redundant

I know because I tell many fortunes
Seen many papers from the distant courtrooms
The papers of the pending presentment
Blokes gotta know they're sliding to the scum

I am a man of great activism
Known as the witch, the white and black magician
I trick em with the thought meditations
Order it all off grid with innovation

I wont mention faces or their titles
All will sink into their own web and spirals
And after they retreat they can slither
Back to the place we call the fucking inner

Watch for the chiefs who populate the planet
Watch for repeating creeps who are like parrots
They share the same credentials and rulebooks
Watch, they get angrier the more they move up
Track Name: Lessons for Life
Lessons for life
Dont be living in hype
Dont be grinning in spite
Dont be singing to christ

Dont be spitting in fights
Dont be hitting ya wife
Dont be chicken inside
Dont be missing the light

Lessons for life
Dont be smug or a creep
Dont be banging on about the fucking hood and the street
Dont go looking for beef
Dont go chucking ya grief
On another to keep
That's what I teach

The vivid mix arrangement contrasts with peace
It's the same information that came from the beat
Away from the sheep, forget all traditions
Cos every person next to you is different

The sonic envelopes have the last say
Guys on the corner spouting every day
The worries and the strife and the crime talk
Shut down ya shit and leave the fuckin sidewalk

Sly talk, that's alright when ya clean
Moments of fast adaption quit the dream
And let hallucinations be your way
Guess what I'm trying to say, you'll be amazed

Push yourself only when ya bloody need to
Doubters of positivity are griefers
They always gotta bring down the mood guy
Just when ya bout to score the fucking try

Lessons for life
Dont be living in hype
Dont be grinning in spite
Dont be singing to christ

Dont be spitting in fights
Dont be hitting ya wife
Dont be chicken inside
Dont be missing the light

Lessons for life
Dont be smug or a creep
Dont be banging on about the fucking hood and the street
Dont go looking for beef
Dont go chucking ya grief
On another to keep
That's what I teach

Dry mouth avengers switch off ya engines
Drift off from sentences of the pretentious
The boomerang of depth is required
Send out the good vibes and they'll backfire

But dont be turning greasy and pompous
Specially when moving towards the land of nonsense
It's funny cos ya think like a devil
Most of the time it's fine long as ya settled

Majors of war get torn after they fall down
Teaching the world to fight is not so sound
That'll probably upset many brutes
Shape up like Larry or slip out of the truth

And guys'll never reach the horizon
Where the great tide of peace is, the asylum
The panic on a man will resurface
If he pours angst into the other person
Track Name: Multi-Coloured Skin
I ain't a black man that's why they hate me
Blokes on the street still looking like cry babies
Get off my fucking buzz guy ya drifting
Ji wanna rhyme unfortunately missed him

It prolly cos he works at the car wash
Magic reporters try to rock it posh
Put on a suit and tie and blend in well
Sorry guys ur still going to hell

It's only what I mean that is asslike
Dont like it? Go find your fuckin bike
And tek a couple treks to ibiza
Spain ain't far at all ya fuckin dreamer

Colossal as a mass bloody spaceship
Guys wanna speak before they're even sick
You dunmys better pipe down and pack it in
Can I join in I've multi coloured skin

Multi coloured skin
Shades of orange, pink
Pull over and ask me to step out
I've got multicolored skin to check out

I'm not saying your racist, but you are tho
Push round ya built up gym flex Johnny bravo
Work out enough ya might be like Arnie
I'd rather go out drinking have a party

Ya fucking silly pricks are like Tony
All of the game is mad the devil told me
You dont believe in the devil do ya guy?
Well what's that thing lurking behind your eye?

It's me... Bobby.. turn off ya mic
I'm here to present to you a fucking bike
Hop right on and ride to fucking Greenland
Let me flatten ya tyres, give you a hand

These silly buggers wanna piece of me lately
Hey this guys fucked up hes fuckin crazy!
So what dick face get a new slogan
R.I.P to Jesus and Terry wogan

Multi coloured skin
Shades of orange, pink
Pull over and ask me to step out
I've got multicolored skin to check out

I'm back again like a battery that's recharged
Fuck off I'm not doing another verse this is all your getting and I ain't gonna rhyme the line that was connected to the last one either ya sad geezer get ya eyes off my divas. Trick pulling pesticide spreading make believers.

Leave me alone ya sad weirdos.