Trinity Lyrics
| Song | Trinity |
| Artist | Common Market |
| Album | Common Market |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Chorus: | |
| From the start of my heartbeat when art was deep in the fold | |
| To the time of my first rhyme when I was 12 years old | |
| I heard the voice of reason speakin' from the beacon of hope – it said: | |
| “I represent with mind, body and soul” | |
| And ever since then I'm questionin' what I'm told | |
| Explore the options when I'm stoppin' at the fork in the road | |
| The effect of my actions left a crack in the mold | |
| I represent with mind, body and soul | |
| Somatic maggots inhabit the trappings of the tyrant | |
| They bag, flag it, drag it back inside the cave | |
| I'm trackin' the pattern of havoc to stab it with the trident | |
| The class of pragmatic shack up in the enclave | |
| Rumor has it it's a war outside no man is safe from | |
| I prefer the grave to the fate of desolation | |
| Sling blade, slice it into eighths – it's a miracle | |
| Properties of these are three-dimensional – spherical | |
| Tropic of discussion – Capricorn will rival Cancer | |
| Polyglot address me in the manner of a stammerer | |
| Hold the title manager – author of the document | |
| Sworn to secrecy the morning he performed the sacrament | |
| Duty to the derelict – I'm six generations of rap | |
| Savin' the tape for the day I came back | |
| Words preserved – testimony to the tournament | |
| Clock wins again – hold my spot up in the firmament | |
| Virgin turned vanguard – the rod draws the line in the sand | |
| Serpentine along Medina's floor plan | |
| Hard to follow – death will free the swallow from the cage | |
| Bury feathers and collect the treasures with the Jack of Spades | |
| Steel pierce the epidermis of the earth | |
| Heart pump concrete – from beneath the skirt she bleeds | |
| Streaks of streets, we traverse the first cycle | |
| Network connect net-worth – thirst is primal | |
| Scream for the sake of sound to force the barrier back | |
| Hurdle up and over the verbal torch carrier | |
| Sharp turns, muscles in the lower calf burn | |
| The last to finish has his position affirmed | |
| Track's run simulcast – lapse syndication | |
| Tell the magnate hell can wait – practice patience | |
| Majors always wanna push the up-tempo game pace | |
| I favor simple – evaluate the info | |
| Screen print matter – coat the data in emulsion | |
| Teen Clint Eastwood – heard your childhood was troublesome | |
| Watch the way the sharks play the cards they're dealt | |
| Overcoming the odds, well that's a way to create wealth | |
| Stay healthy – balance out your diet with some labor | |
| Make a difference in the system with the wisdom that I gave ya | |
| Save for my dominion all the planets vanish instantly | |
| The key to infinite existence is within the trinity | |
| Chorus | |
| Pop press a plate-a-day: mass distribution | |
| Lack of proper standards contributes to pollution | |
| Who depends on agency protection from the acid rain? | |
| Through the trinity your alkalinity is ascertained | |
| I got digital minerals by the gram | |
| Shots vary, but my apothecary stocks jams | |
| Hot damn – push the cart around the town square peddlin' wares | |
| Observin' how the merchants meddle in affairs | |
| It's pointless – keepin' your finger on the pulse of a dead horse | |
| That trend ends, “that's when ya lost” | |
| Nine-trinity to Infinity – bless faith kept | |
| Son I got methods I aint even played yet | |
| Put the record on – straight flush, weight crush peppercorn | |
| Snort a line – forge across the borderline of Thessalon | |
| Campin' out in Corinth, passin' through Estonia | |
| Remnants of the message echo back to Macedonia | |
| Homer's had that spot blown for two millennia | |
| Is it possible this ‘odyssey' is not linear? | |
| Gravitate to logic – talk about a waste | |
| Writin in my ‘launch' pad, I'm like a rock in outer space | |
| Blast to orbit – first to volunteer, last to forfeit | |
| All I need is one mic mounted in the cockpit | |
| Static interferes with my communiqué to Houston | |
| Steeped in the syrup makes it hard for me to move them | |
| Sublime clientele – only time'll tell if more are with us | |
| Though the core, itself, is serendipitous | |
| Cin cin – to the fam a toast to prosperity | |
| Even in my absence I'mma oversee the legacy | |
| Dedicate one to Bambataa if it's not too much to ask | |
| Fashion the future to refract the past | |
| Luminosity – ultra-violent rays graze the temple | |
| We play the tympani to save the trinity… |
| Chorus: | |
| From the start of my heartbeat when art was deep in the fold | |
| To the time of my first rhyme when I was 12 years old | |
| I heard the voice of reason speakin' from the beacon of hope it said: | |
| " I represent with mind, body and soul" | |
| And ever since then I' m questionin' what I' m told | |
| Explore the options when I' m stoppin' at the fork in the road | |
| The effect of my actions left a crack in the mold | |
| I represent with mind, body and soul | |
| Somatic maggots inhabit the trappings of the tyrant | |
| They bag, flag it, drag it back inside the cave | |
| I' m trackin' the pattern of havoc to stab it with the trident | |
| The class of pragmatic shack up in the enclave | |
| Rumor has it it' s a war outside no man is safe from | |
| I prefer the grave to the fate of desolation | |
| Sling blade, slice it into eighths it' s a miracle | |
| Properties of these are threedimensional spherical | |
| Tropic of discussion Capricorn will rival Cancer | |
| Polyglot address me in the manner of a stammerer | |
| Hold the title manager author of the document | |
| Sworn to secrecy the morning he performed the sacrament | |
| Duty to the derelict I' m six generations of rap | |
| Savin' the tape for the day I came back | |
| Words preserved testimony to the tournament | |
| Clock wins again hold my spot up in the firmament | |
| Virgin turned vanguard the rod draws the line in the sand | |
| Serpentine along Medina' s floor plan | |
| Hard to follow death will free the swallow from the cage | |
| Bury feathers and collect the treasures with the Jack of Spades | |
| Steel pierce the epidermis of the earth | |
| Heart pump concrete from beneath the skirt she bleeds | |
| Streaks of streets, we traverse the first cycle | |
| Network connect networth thirst is primal | |
| Scream for the sake of sound to force the barrier back | |
| Hurdle up and over the verbal torch carrier | |
| Sharp turns, muscles in the lower calf burn | |
| The last to finish has his position affirmed | |
| Track' s run simulcast lapse syndication | |
| Tell the magnate hell can wait practice patience | |
| Majors always wanna push the uptempo game pace | |
| I favor simple evaluate the info | |
| Screen print matter coat the data in emulsion | |
| Teen Clint Eastwood heard your childhood was troublesome | |
| Watch the way the sharks play the cards they' re dealt | |
| Overcoming the odds, well that' s a way to create wealth | |
| Stay healthy balance out your diet with some labor | |
| Make a difference in the system with the wisdom that I gave ya | |
| Save for my dominion all the planets vanish instantly | |
| The key to infinite existence is within the trinity | |
| Chorus | |
| Pop press a plateaday: mass distribution | |
| Lack of proper standards contributes to pollution | |
| Who depends on agency protection from the acid rain? | |
| Through the trinity your alkalinity is ascertained | |
| I got digital minerals by the gram | |
| Shots vary, but my apothecary stocks jams | |
| Hot damn push the cart around the town square peddlin' wares | |
| Observin' how the merchants meddle in affairs | |
| It' s pointless keepin' your finger on the pulse of a dead horse | |
| That trend ends, " that' s when ya lost" | |
| Ninetrinity to Infinity bless faith kept | |
| Son I got methods I aint even played yet | |
| Put the record on straight flush, weight crush peppercorn | |
| Snort a line forge across the borderline of Thessalon | |
| Campin' out in Corinth, passin' through Estonia | |
| Remnants of the message echo back to Macedonia | |
| Homer' s had that spot blown for two millennia | |
| Is it possible this ' odyssey' is not linear? | |
| Gravitate to logic talk about a waste | |
| Writin in my ' launch' pad, I' m like a rock in outer space | |
| Blast to orbit first to volunteer, last to forfeit | |
| All I need is one mic mounted in the cockpit | |
| Static interferes with my communique to Houston | |
| Steeped in the syrup makes it hard for me to move them | |
| Sublime clientele only time' ll tell if more are with us | |
| Though the core, itself, is serendipitous | |
| Cin cin to the fam a toast to prosperity | |
| Even in my absence I' mma oversee the legacy | |
| Dedicate one to Bambataa if it' s not too much to ask | |
| Fashion the future to refract the past | |
| Luminosity ultraviolent rays graze the temple | |
| We play the tympani to save the trinity |
| Chorus: | |
| From the start of my heartbeat when art was deep in the fold | |
| To the time of my first rhyme when I was 12 years old | |
| I heard the voice of reason speakin' from the beacon of hope it said: | |
| " I represent with mind, body and soul" | |
| And ever since then I' m questionin' what I' m told | |
| Explore the options when I' m stoppin' at the fork in the road | |
| The effect of my actions left a crack in the mold | |
| I represent with mind, body and soul | |
| Somatic maggots inhabit the trappings of the tyrant | |
| They bag, flag it, drag it back inside the cave | |
| I' m trackin' the pattern of havoc to stab it with the trident | |
| The class of pragmatic shack up in the enclave | |
| Rumor has it it' s a war outside no man is safe from | |
| I prefer the grave to the fate of desolation | |
| Sling blade, slice it into eighths it' s a miracle | |
| Properties of these are threedimensional spherical | |
| Tropic of discussion Capricorn will rival Cancer | |
| Polyglot address me in the manner of a stammerer | |
| Hold the title manager author of the document | |
| Sworn to secrecy the morning he performed the sacrament | |
| Duty to the derelict I' m six generations of rap | |
| Savin' the tape for the day I came back | |
| Words preserved testimony to the tournament | |
| Clock wins again hold my spot up in the firmament | |
| Virgin turned vanguard the rod draws the line in the sand | |
| Serpentine along Medina' s floor plan | |
| Hard to follow death will free the swallow from the cage | |
| Bury feathers and collect the treasures with the Jack of Spades | |
| Steel pierce the epidermis of the earth | |
| Heart pump concrete from beneath the skirt she bleeds | |
| Streaks of streets, we traverse the first cycle | |
| Network connect networth thirst is primal | |
| Scream for the sake of sound to force the barrier back | |
| Hurdle up and over the verbal torch carrier | |
| Sharp turns, muscles in the lower calf burn | |
| The last to finish has his position affirmed | |
| Track' s run simulcast lapse syndication | |
| Tell the magnate hell can wait practice patience | |
| Majors always wanna push the uptempo game pace | |
| I favor simple evaluate the info | |
| Screen print matter coat the data in emulsion | |
| Teen Clint Eastwood heard your childhood was troublesome | |
| Watch the way the sharks play the cards they' re dealt | |
| Overcoming the odds, well that' s a way to create wealth | |
| Stay healthy balance out your diet with some labor | |
| Make a difference in the system with the wisdom that I gave ya | |
| Save for my dominion all the planets vanish instantly | |
| The key to infinite existence is within the trinity | |
| Chorus | |
| Pop press a plateaday: mass distribution | |
| Lack of proper standards contributes to pollution | |
| Who depends on agency protection from the acid rain? | |
| Through the trinity your alkalinity is ascertained | |
| I got digital minerals by the gram | |
| Shots vary, but my apothecary stocks jams | |
| Hot damn push the cart around the town square peddlin' wares | |
| Observin' how the merchants meddle in affairs | |
| It' s pointless keepin' your finger on the pulse of a dead horse | |
| That trend ends, " that' s when ya lost" | |
| Ninetrinity to Infinity bless faith kept | |
| Son I got methods I aint even played yet | |
| Put the record on straight flush, weight crush peppercorn | |
| Snort a line forge across the borderline of Thessalon | |
| Campin' out in Corinth, passin' through Estonia | |
| Remnants of the message echo back to Macedonia | |
| Homer' s had that spot blown for two millennia | |
| Is it possible this ' odyssey' is not linear? | |
| Gravitate to logic talk about a waste | |
| Writin in my ' launch' pad, I' m like a rock in outer space | |
| Blast to orbit first to volunteer, last to forfeit | |
| All I need is one mic mounted in the cockpit | |
| Static interferes with my communiqué to Houston | |
| Steeped in the syrup makes it hard for me to move them | |
| Sublime clientele only time' ll tell if more are with us | |
| Though the core, itself, is serendipitous | |
| Cin cin to the fam a toast to prosperity | |
| Even in my absence I' mma oversee the legacy | |
| Dedicate one to Bambataa if it' s not too much to ask | |
| Fashion the future to refract the past | |
| Luminosity ultraviolent rays graze the temple | |
| We play the tympani to save the trinity |
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