Kumite

Tails flip, time slips, restoring the balance seems ya
Bend the frame, see where your dreams wanna meet you
Face to face into the give way into
Time, slip, plans tip, reworking the shape of it seems ya
Sew yourself in surrender, can you turn your
Eye to eye whatcha see there?

This is not about the death of your physical form
Nor is this just another spiritual song
It's about being present without clinging to the now
Accepting changes without clinging to the how
Fluidity
Rigidity
on opposite poles
Divided by the rat race and all of our goals
The long quest for balance in a world that's off kilter
Stress'll kill ya
So it's best just to filter
The madness out
The quest for status out
Silence your mind
Try and take a look at your route
How does that path look?
Has it been true to your core?
If not
The other shoe drop
It might get raw
The quest for sanctuary often riddled with setbacks
Close calls
And moments that you'd like to get back
But let the reins go
Realize life flows
If you're following your heart
You're gonna like where you go

Tails flip, time slips, restoring the balance seems ya
Bend the frame, see where your dreams wanna meet you
Face to face into the give way into
Time, slip, plans tip, reworking the shape of it seems ya
Sew yourself in surrender, can you turn your
Eye to eye whatcha see there?

Transform
My plan of attach is hands on
We adapt
Never land on my back
I'm in grand form

We stand strong
Pushing forth with this metamorphosis
Pharaohs and sorcerers tortured us
But couldn't force us to quit

Enforcing the gift given
Herbals help the sense
Metaphor martial art
Verbal self defense

I'm Bruce Lee with the claw shaped scars
And crews flee when my flow take charge
We hate frauds...

Telegraph
Never humorous
It's the paragraph pugilist
they call Tuna Fish

My accolades are numerous
You and your crew are a consumer risk

Kumite
Tuna stay super
Team up with Mr. Lif

Not here to dispatch fists
We match wits
with verbal tactics
that could crack bricks

We back bitch
Scratching your back itch
with classics

When rap switched to darkness
We kept our match lit

Tails flip, time slips, restoring the balance seems ya
Bend the frame, see where your dreams wanna meet you
Face to face into the give way into
Time, slip, plans tip, reworking the shape of it seems ya
Sew yourself in surrender, can you turn your
Eye to eye whatcha see there?

We're detached from the center from the moment we arrive, we
Strive and strain steps to the desk to the drive and
Told this is it, work hard, buy shit, it
Holds us in, tight rope and tightening — yet,
Truth - built into our bones, cells and souls,
Not a far off thing but takes some
Listening, let it go, choice and a dare
To nod to the beauty of the duty you find there...
Whatcha find there...
Whatcha find there...
Whatcha find, whatcha find...

You shouldn't really dwell on what we will or won't say
You've entered the verbal Kumite
Say Matae
Surrender your shell
Turn to spiritual form
Nothing lasts forever man, we all transform

Truth - built into our bones, cells and souls,
Not a far off thing but takes some
Listening, let it go, choice and a dare
To nod to the beauty of the duty you find there...