Third Eye Sight Songtext
von Fliptrix feat. Jehst

I observe life through my third eye when I burn time
Get the verse tight like a virgin the first time
Fisher Price my first mic, love at first sight

Walking a dark path armed with a search light

Murking the circuit I certainly earned my
Stripes as a general, punishing the work shite
Surfing the new wave, watch how I turn tides
Putting out Hell′s flame, moving the Earth like
G-O-D hitting the skins
I talk low in the confession box
Admitting committing a sin
Commissioner Gordon, shit, I got Gotham on lock
Trotter boys out the car boot shotting some stock
'Blud, have you got a spar, zoot?′ Bother me not


This is fine art, dude, I'm Hieronymus Bosch
These MCs are leftovers, I polish 'em off
No apologies, my policies abolished the lot
You′re still waiting for a bollock to drop
My hip-hop′s top of the pops
Lighting up a crop of the pot
Got 'em digging in their pockets for paper
I′m just cotching, plotting a caper
Money now, apocalypse later

It's alright right now
Third eye sight and the vision′s getting bright now
Cherish the world's herbs, only when they act out
Blow smoke signals to the heavens, get high now
It′s alright right now
Third eye sight and the vision's getting bright now
Cherish the world's herbs, only when they act out
Blow smoke signals to the heavens, get high now

I rise out the third eye of the storm
Divide the fine physics rivaling my mind in the core
Philosophise pre Big Bang, silence was born
Aristotle brought guidance, science and law
We built cities with the bricks, now we′re climbing the walls

See violence still spreads like virus indoors
I strive to see space now so I just lie on the floor


Feel the four elements contour to the source
Fire, water, wind, earth, that′s the meaning of war
Never spell that word backwards till I wanna see war
Sure to show poppy seeds bought and drawn through a gauze
I never stand for that shit but I'll fight for the cause
Light in the court and blow weed smoke
Cause my innate desire stay strong like nymph′s libidos
Go to Hell and back like Constantine just to reload

Lord knows who else chose this path here before me
Never could I call all else prose, just a story
Utopia dreams crushed like crystals for the snorting
No food on my plate so why put your fork in?

Tectonics shake when I wake, day's dawning

It′s alright right now
Third eye sight and the vision's getting bright now
Cherish the world′s herbs, only when they act out
Blow smoke signals to the heavens, get high now
It's alright right now
Third eye sight and the vision's getting bright now
Cherish the world′s herbs, only when they act out
Blow smoke signals to the heavens, get high now