Millennium Thrust Lyrics by Dj Muggs

Millennium Thrust Lyrics

    feat. Self-Scientific
    [Intro]
    Yeah
    Millennium Thrust, vocalist
    Self Science
    2000 thousand

    [Verse 1]
    As we travel through space and time
    Article design, hides my conscience mind
    It's the millennium thrust, with what's ancient
    And what's to come, become adjacent
    Running for synthetic outlets of anger displacement
    Paralysed in chaos and misery is entertainment
    I'm deep as the blue light in the dark basement
    Sharps as the blade, that made the scar on the face of the inmate escaping
    Harder than federal jail time invasion
    Builder of black nations, eliminating Satan through communication
    With the combination of philosophical liberation
    This New World era confrontation
    Evident from Hubbell telescopes to space stations
    Or something as common as PlayStations
    Ya synthetic century instrument cant precept ya third density
    Energy vile is not the red, (yeah) with what ancient
    And what's to come, become adjacent

    [Hook]
    Its the Millennium thrust, I am the vocalist
    Bring light to your dark era, whenever however
    With what's ancient, and what's to come, become adjacent
    Yo Its the Millennium thrust, I am the vocalist
    Bring light to your dark era, whenever however

    [Verse 2]
    Damaged, I command the language of man
    Written with the conviction, sand script scribed in the sand
    Over original lands, my conquest begins
    Way back when the earth first began to spin
    My voice summoned the wind
    And through the lyrics of life, into the form of man
    Beyond that realm, dimensions of space and time within
    I'm at the helm and confused modern bio chem
    Genetic enhanced, audio receptivebance
    Equalised the powers of hand, and mic again
    Its the Millennium Thrust, vocalist
    Holding the world tight and fight, energies provoking us
    To mash out, the black hole mascot taking the trash out
    Intercept ya wack, pass route
    50 guards pulling they mask out, burn a dutch and pass out

    [Hook x 3] w/ minor variations

    {*Scratches til the end*}


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