Wingspan - Intellectual

[Verse 1: Listener]

Skip the slang talk, here's the introduction:

I'm a poor man's poor man, and that's my function

Strip it all down to the roof of the bottom

I'm OK with where I'm at and OK with forgotten

Stepping on toes might be a part of this singer

But just lend me your hands and I'll be the fingers

I'm your extension. Touch hearts, touch minds

Touch the eyes of the hollows, same creed, same kinds

Excel in the places that you haven't considered

Farming out the needs with seeds to deliver

Common alien in all situations

With a new name and a new face and

I'm you, plain and simple

I just like to splash a lot

Try and make different ripples

And if I'm making waves, just ride along

And if I'm not making sense, just sing this song

[Chorus]

Never look down, space sound in a flash

Open up the planet, touch down when you ask

Airborne morning, all we need is your time

Always got your back just don't leave us behind

[Verse 2: manCHILD]

This here is flip phone authorized and organized together speak

I better reach the pedals, hit the bricks to where the metals reach

I can [?] a ghetto street, we man up and settle beef

Extra teeth, grind sleep, its cousin never gets to me

Love gets tainted so you losing all that sex could be

Inside of a union amuse yourself with ecstasy

Fellas please, Spirits strong whenever flesh is weak

Heaven costs a lifetime of dedication but Hell is free

Open these arms wide to each side and inhale

Bend scales of reason, hold third-rails and grip grail

Failsafe plan it's ten fingers on scarred hands

Five wounds consume me with power to move all man

We can fly, wings taken by what's underneath

Gotta teach the masses beyond spaces I want to reach

All-in so fall in, and glide to the stairway

Catch you there this evening while I'm riding on the airwaves

[Chorus]

Never look down, space sound in a flash

Open up the planet, touch down when you ask

Airborne morning, all we need is your time

Always got your back just don't leave us behind

[Verse 3: Sivion]

Spread my wings, take flight, pink light dead in my sights

Visualize life lost to turn wrongs to right

Realize the light cost in these longest nights

To the life Christ lost in these songs I write

Express it with all my might, let it go

Let it show 'cause only heaven knows

What you sow ain't the Spirit man

Go toe-to-toe with your biggest foe

Listen to the lyrics man's prose [?] do I fear it?

Man, no. Check my pulse rate slow

And steady like the idle sound of a four-wheel bronco

You wanna be the rebel? Mysterious like the black rose

Swing low, duck low, the chariot just missed ya afro

Man, I got rap flowin' of hope and an exact-o

To distract yo tic-tac-toe that he cracked rap flow

Trap you like a lasso, [?] for souls like a bathrobe

Souls are equally yoked and move slow to the back row

[Chorus]

Never look down, space sound in a flash

Open up the planet, touch down when you ask

Airborne morning, all we need is your time

Always got your back just don't leave us behind

Never look down, space sound in a flash

Open up the planet, touch down when you ask

Airborne morning, all we need is your time

Always got your back just don't leave us behind