Released on April 8, 2002

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[Hook: High Priest]

Synchronicity

You can't hit what you can't see

Got a problem that I can't fix and just

Synchronicity

You can't hit what you can't see

Got a problem that I can't fix and just


[Verse 1: High Priest]

Uh-huh, captured by the captain this scrap and hustle

When I rap, I rap to collapse your back muscle

I mean snap dorsals attached lower limbs off the torso

Toss 'em of course and endorse 'em and cosign lines

The enforcer, know to blow things out of proportion

Verbal contortionist

High beam leaving your team out of the forest

Deserted minds thirsty for water and grab the camcorder

Before the whole thing dries up

Watch the patch double

Caps in caps this track is called Bubblz

Follow the bright light like a train through the tunnel

I move crowds like Larry Levan, very advanced

Invariably man's arrogance will lead to his downfall

I'm not worthy of the grace

My face graced Jupiter's lakes


[Hook: High Priest]

Synchronicity

You can't hit what you can't see

Got a problem that I can't fix and just

Synchronicity

You can't hit what you can't see

Got a problem that I can't fix and just


[Verse 2: Beans]

Bubbles like gasping on your last breath

Or missing the train when someone jumped on the tracks

Intentional like an accident

Trying to curb a bad habit like suicide

A slow murder like pacing as an exercise

Or persona of a litter box

Dusty like a dude ranch

Like an invalid invalid uninvited to an empty crypt

Like a drowning brick with a passenger

Accommodating like a remote control

Busy or empty like saving your breath to cool your soup

Like here is an opera to raise an octave

Or crawls across your skin like panty lines

Like a hole, like answers have a habit of disappointing

Like one who has everything

But loves nothing


[Hook: High Priest]

Synchronicity

You can't hit what you can't see

Got a problem that I can't fix and just


[Verse 3: M. Sayyid]

Yo, yo, like tits make milk, I was built on tilt

To talk with the stilts

Wild like a dragon suit, blood red silk

Up at the hill with a bottle of Seltz

So it's a rap yo like six chicks in a quilt

The whiz kid do the biz with the iz

Bubbles with a fizz over the edge

Down the ledge, out the door, on a seat, in my whip

Stain a trip like a suitcase when I lace shit

With more lines than ASICS


[Hook: High Priest]

Synchronicity

You can't hit what you can't see

Got a problem that I can't fix and just deal with it

Deal with it