[Intro]
Concentration, Contemplation
Concentration, Contemplation
Concentration, Contemplation

Spiritually, mentally, and physically

[Verse 1 - Mazik]
Uh
When I run up on an average motherfucker
He cannot begin to comprehend the level of this type of slang
Way beyond his reach, like a zenith, like a peak, that
You know you cannot climb it
Mission accomplished, next assignment
You need alignment
And some refinement
Go and look for self and don't come back until you find it
Many die before they know just who they are
You got a wife that’s not in love with you but honey loves your car
And all the diamonds and the things you got for her, you got what you deserve
And now it's time to serve (serve)
The head upon the earth (earth)
You know the truth can hurt (hurt)
More than giving birth
It's time to take a long hart look (look)
At exactly where you stand, you got
One foot in the concrete and the other stuck in sand
You’re not going anywhere, anytime soon
The number one reason is the ego like balloon
You're not going anywhere, yo, anytime soon

[Chorus]
Velvet Glove
That you love, obey, and trust
Then an Iron Fist
That comes along and then you're crushed
Into reality
Why's it you felt deceived?
That they got you - spiritually, mentally, and physically

[Verse 2 - Benyad]
I realise God works in mysterious ways
From time to time I get a crew to get through in a phase
To listen to my inner submission, my gut feelin'
The world's so trying and the world's so revealing
At a young age, hit the stage, media blitz
America bites the young, take a swallow, then it shits
On everyone it can, Filipino, black, to Cuban
And all of son of man getting crushed by son of Uncle Sam

[Bridge - Benyad]
Damn, huh
Days go on and on
Dreams evaporating like the water on the lawn
I think I'm overdrawn
I’m living way beyond my means
A day late, a dollar short, is always how it seems

[Verse 3 - Mazik]

Levitatin’ like a pebble on a pond
I've got the knack for rising up above, I’ll never be a pawn
That can be manipulated, I'll do all manipulating
To call this shit original would be an understatement of the
Third degree, ya not
Better than me, so why
Don't you listen to me and, ah, stop trynna do me
'Cause you never ever win, with your tricks and wicked ways
Stage, phase, labyrinth in a maze
You’re stuck in all of them at once and simultaneously dying
Peace to Bob, original [?] lion Zion
From the mountain tops all the way to [?]
Like a Hiroshima-Nagasaki bomb we stop the clock

[Chorus]
Velvet Glove
That you love, obey, and trust
Then an Iron Fist
That comes along and then you're crushed
Into reality
Why's it you felt deceived?
That they got you - spiritually, mentally, and physically

[Verse 4 - Benyad]
From Toronto to Victoria
New York and California
Everything in between, pay attention all you fiends
An open letter, from the Abraham regime
It's all turned to shine now so get the sun screen
Yo we're raising, the salaries of gods we don't trust
We're burning, more calories than ABFlex Plus
Don't you ever rush
([Mazik] Remember patience is a Virtue)
The Blood is penetrating into every last tissue
Call your next of kin
Yeah we turn mice to men
Make everything Zen
A dead man walking like Sean Pen
Well I'll be suckling on Mother Earth's tits
You're lactose intolerant, and ignorant, and still can't handle
Any of it, talking that shit
Dreamin' like a sucker on the street 'bout the house you'll never get
Any of it, talking that shit
Dreamin' like a sucker on the street 'bout the ins you'll never get

[Bridge - Mazik]
Damn, huh
Days go on and on
Dreams evaporating like the water on the lawn
I think I'm overdrawn
I'm living way beyond my means
A day late, a dollar short, is always how it seems

[Chorus]
And just a
Velvet Glove
That you love, obey, and trust
Then an Iron Fist
That comes along and then you're crushed
Into reality
Why's it you felt deceived?
That they got you - spiritually, mentally, and physically

And physically
Spiritually, mentally, and physically

[Outro]
This black Madonna fortifies us
She make us strong, she gives us the bitter or tonifying aspect
So we have sweet, we have sour, which is our, our gathering
We have salty, which is salt-like
We have bitter, which is tonifying
Uh, [?]
There are sweet, sour, salty, bitter, pungent
Uh, I think that's all five of them
So, the black Madonna, [?] and seer, um
Gives us the aspects that help us differentiate between
Taste, itself