| Song | Understanding the Inner Mind's Eye |
| Artist | Leaders of the New School |
| Album | T.I.M.E. |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Jackson/Higgins/Smith/Scott | |
| 作曲 : Jackson/Higgins/Smith/Scott | |
| Some people don't understand(x4) | |
| The inner soul and the thoughts | |
| Of the Inner Mind's Eye. | |
| Front line 510 to 710 I'm back again | |
| So we send and extend. | |
| Peace to all it's the plural oral B the | |
| Urban rural publicity Afrocentricity | |
| Satellites coincide unifying it's time. | |
| To climb avidly apparently reality | |
| Below zero it makes you pale no color | |
| For the bleach for seasons many reasons. | |
| Equinox equator now who's the raider | |
| And who's the soul who stole the surface? | |
| Sacrifice slice commanding | |
| I'm demanding official awareness we | |
| Share this common understanding. | |
| Word is bond and I give my | |
| Life before my word shall fall, | |
| Do me a favor listen up y'all. | |
| We got to activate social | |
| Activity for one common cause, | |
| Cherish your mind or you will | |
| Perish. | |
| Nigga, relax your temper, so | |
| We can live up to our nature | |
| As civilized men | |
| Everytime we live savage-like, we | |
| Damage like the heads of our | |
| Young little seeds. | |
| Oh! my gosh damn pressure makes, | |
| My eye balls bleed, since when | |
| Was my mind really freed, | |
| it's kind of ill when you don't | |
| Know what time or whose time | |
| You are livin' in, this is the earth | |
| We exist within. | |
| Damn | |
| My mind keep swellin' | |
| While in my inner soul keeps | |
| Tellin' my anger & hate, while | |
| In my verses, I keep yellin' | |
| Let's do this, let's do this, | |
| Let's make a change, so I could | |
| Stop feelin' strange, making a fool out of myself like I am deranged | |
| You better believe it gotta stop. | |
| Yes it gotta stop, word is bond | |
| God! Word is Bond! | |
| I'll be coming around the mountian | |
| Mountain | |
| Mama mia more money nonstop | |
| Solar sex the believer of breather | |
| Taking on all sorts of shit | |
| The devil his wife son daughter | |
| And don't let me see you shoot no dogs | |
| My pit will sit seed in all frequent paths | |
| Infa-ray fake laughs relay or may | |
| I say DJ away okay we stay | |
| Hay play afraid touche uma | |
| Might spray who I'm at least to | |
| Say can really dig it man really | |
| Dig it damn smack deep right in | |
| The mind jack flash jump start | |
| Signing off time often givin' up | |
| Ending up next in line |
| zuo ci : Jackson Higgins Smith Scott | |
| zuo qu : Jackson Higgins Smith Scott | |
| Some people don' t understand x4 | |
| The inner soul and the thoughts | |
| Of the Inner Mind' s Eye. | |
| Front line 510 to 710 I' m back again | |
| So we send and extend. | |
| Peace to all it' s the plural oral B the | |
| Urban rural publicity Afrocentricity | |
| Satellites coincide unifying it' s time. | |
| To climb avidly apparently reality | |
| Below zero it makes you pale no color | |
| For the bleach for seasons many reasons. | |
| Equinox equator now who' s the raider | |
| And who' s the soul who stole the surface? | |
| Sacrifice slice commanding | |
| I' m demanding official awareness we | |
| Share this common understanding. | |
| Word is bond and I give my | |
| Life before my word shall fall, | |
| Do me a favor listen up y' all. | |
| We got to activate social | |
| Activity for one common cause, | |
| Cherish your mind or you will | |
| Perish. | |
| Nigga, relax your temper, so | |
| We can live up to our nature | |
| As civilized men | |
| Everytime we live savagelike, we | |
| Damage like the heads of our | |
| Young little seeds. | |
| Oh! my gosh damn pressure makes, | |
| My eye balls bleed, since when | |
| Was my mind really freed, | |
| it' s kind of ill when you don' t | |
| Know what time or whose time | |
| You are livin' in, this is the earth | |
| We exist within. | |
| Damn | |
| My mind keep swellin' | |
| While in my inner soul keeps | |
| Tellin' my anger hate, while | |
| In my verses, I keep yellin' | |
| Let' s do this, let' s do this, | |
| Let' s make a change, so I could | |
| Stop feelin' strange, making a fool out of myself like I am deranged | |
| You better believe it gotta stop. | |
| Yes it gotta stop, word is bond | |
| God! Word is Bond! | |
| I' ll be coming around the mountian | |
| Mountain | |
| Mama mia more money nonstop | |
| Solar sex the believer of breather | |
| Taking on all sorts of shit | |
| The devil his wife son daughter | |
| And don' t let me see you shoot no dogs | |
| My pit will sit seed in all frequent paths | |
| Infaray fake laughs relay or may | |
| I say DJ away okay we stay | |
| Hay play afraid touche uma | |
| Might spray who I' m at least to | |
| Say can really dig it man really | |
| Dig it damn smack deep right in | |
| The mind jack flash jump start | |
| Signing off time often givin' up | |
| Ending up next in line |
| zuò cí : Jackson Higgins Smith Scott | |
| zuò qǔ : Jackson Higgins Smith Scott | |
| Some people don' t understand x4 | |
| The inner soul and the thoughts | |
| Of the Inner Mind' s Eye. | |
| Front line 510 to 710 I' m back again | |
| So we send and extend. | |
| Peace to all it' s the plural oral B the | |
| Urban rural publicity Afrocentricity | |
| Satellites coincide unifying it' s time. | |
| To climb avidly apparently reality | |
| Below zero it makes you pale no color | |
| For the bleach for seasons many reasons. | |
| Equinox equator now who' s the raider | |
| And who' s the soul who stole the surface? | |
| Sacrifice slice commanding | |
| I' m demanding official awareness we | |
| Share this common understanding. | |
| Word is bond and I give my | |
| Life before my word shall fall, | |
| Do me a favor listen up y' all. | |
| We got to activate social | |
| Activity for one common cause, | |
| Cherish your mind or you will | |
| Perish. | |
| Nigga, relax your temper, so | |
| We can live up to our nature | |
| As civilized men | |
| Everytime we live savagelike, we | |
| Damage like the heads of our | |
| Young little seeds. | |
| Oh! my gosh damn pressure makes, | |
| My eye balls bleed, since when | |
| Was my mind really freed, | |
| it' s kind of ill when you don' t | |
| Know what time or whose time | |
| You are livin' in, this is the earth | |
| We exist within. | |
| Damn | |
| My mind keep swellin' | |
| While in my inner soul keeps | |
| Tellin' my anger hate, while | |
| In my verses, I keep yellin' | |
| Let' s do this, let' s do this, | |
| Let' s make a change, so I could | |
| Stop feelin' strange, making a fool out of myself like I am deranged | |
| You better believe it gotta stop. | |
| Yes it gotta stop, word is bond | |
| God! Word is Bond! | |
| I' ll be coming around the mountian | |
| Mountain | |
| Mama mia more money nonstop | |
| Solar sex the believer of breather | |
| Taking on all sorts of shit | |
| The devil his wife son daughter | |
| And don' t let me see you shoot no dogs | |
| My pit will sit seed in all frequent paths | |
| Infaray fake laughs relay or may | |
| I say DJ away okay we stay | |
| Hay play afraid touche uma | |
| Might spray who I' m at least to | |
| Say can really dig it man really | |
| Dig it damn smack deep right in | |
| The mind jack flash jump start | |
| Signing off time often givin' up | |
| Ending up next in line |