YLALO -- you live at least once. Sorry Drake
You have made an assumption that I, Kn8, cannot possibly make
Conceivably this life wherein now we make mirth
Is just one pitstop among countless rebirths
YLALO -- you live at least once. MIA,
I deeply appreciate what I'm pretty sure you're trying to say
But what makes you certain that that for which we cry and pray
Won't, when we die, just die with us and slide away?
YLALO -- you live at least once. This I'm sure of
Maybe beyond the threshold of this world there's pure love
Waiting to stream forth once this screens done buffering
Or maybe I'll be back for more joy and suffering
YLALO you live at least once. But what does "you" entail?
Aren't we just atoms that randomly that spin and flail
And don't all these atoms have smaller parts like pinned tails
None of which, if it could care, would care if you were impaled
"You live", well actually to be perfectly accurate "
Like, Descartes, cogito ergo, et cetera
Better to be sure than go too far.
But if you are, the important fact
Is that you live at least once, but you really might live more than that
You live at least once — you could have not lived by a smidgen
Your atoms crash wips on the pathways of rhythm
But who placed the pathways, and when's the beginning?
Or are its own parts what start it all spinning?
What does this all mean? What does it not mean
It's as hazy as hot steam
Wait, shit, this is Gods dream!
Sprawl in the raw being
Where summers and winters come in between falls and springs
YLALO you live at least once. But either way
You might as well live the present moment in a freer way
Try to find the meaning, dragging on a gleaming j
Digging through the haystacks in which I'm told the needles lay
Digging through the record stacks and grabbing something sweet to play
Love is all you need, but what you need is not for me to say
YLALO -- you live at least once and it ain't boring
Born with no instructions for usage or storing
Don't hold the boat back tied to old mooring
Each passing fact is a new night and morning
Wide eyed in wild pain and wonder you poor thing
And oh boy you might be reborn for more being
You live at least once, that is if life’s real in the first place
And all we experience isn’t just a surface trace
Sneezed from the nostrils that yawn from God’s perfect fac e
And up to now we’ve been arguing who’s the best and who’s the worst race???
Everybody is equally important, sprung and free
Like a bunch of little buds on a big funky tree
Run that sap. Rap like me
People'll be like Yeah, buts what's that mean?
I'm talking about my visions: something something something
Nocturnal emissions: What dreams I come in
I writ it and I said it, few edits, whoo! reckless
My head brims with hymns like a basement of records
I leaf through the pages, purge out the anguish
Turn a new leaf, learn to weed out the aphids
It's hard to spot the essence cuz it ain't this and it ain't this
Fake emcees are just clowns like "Hey, kids!"
Sir Kn8 is nothing in the cosmic analysis
And the same goes for Drake, MIA, planes and palace
Get it all, and maybe get another go, all y’all know
Is that you live at least once -— YLALO
It’s hard to say
Just as the truth to which it refers
Is dim and difficult to conceive
from SIR KN8
released February 1, 2016
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