Gustavo Adolfo Uribe - Que Sabes Tu Lyrics

I shred up the script
I ride brave
I had to decide how to do my thang
I had to give in to me
I had to conquer and see
I looked in my abyss
I saw nothing but, choose to dive in I
Last time I could risk it all
Good enough to take it to the top?
Following steps of no providence
Falling unguided
Ignorantly blinded living trying to discover
What is hidden from the curtains of meaning
Stories, feelings, family secrets, easy
To Deny them as horse shit
Fairy telling, dream inspired, chemically so unbalanced
Nonsense mental pranks
Dismissed as it were fake
I kept pursuing the game
Until I saw it unrelenting staring at my face
Without knowing what I knowing is unfolding
Clashed with knowledge of mass psychosis
Hopeless the answers were right there unnoticed
Frozen in a science of broken
Never ending scope

Chin Check
(Que sabes tu?)
With a pain in me
(Que sabes tu?)
Pay em som'
(Que sabes tu?)
But they can't turn me
(Que sabes tu?)
I'ma tell you some 'em
(Que sabes tu?)
And you better know this
(Que sabes tu?)
I Shang Tsung
(Que sabes tu?)
But don't tango this
(Que sabes tu?)

Chin Check
(Que sabes tu?)
With a pain in me
(Que sabes tu?)
Pay em som'
(Que sabes tu?)
But they can't turn me
(Que sabes tu?)
I'ma tell you some 'em
(Que sabes tu?)
And you better know this
(Que sabes tu?)
I Shang Tsung
(Que sabes tu?)
But don't tango this
(Que sabes tu?)

Trippin naw doubt purified I know
Everything is everything dipped in lies
Indoctrinated and left victimized I know
Truth is just whatever you can't see inside
I know 2 things within me
One ringed set of 1 3
I suppose they're fighting on a hundred million ways
Of harnessing powers of 3
I invoked enigmatic vessels
I awoke the pharaohs temple
I perceived a second birth through
A visitation phenomena
Soul neurotic, symbiotic, catastrophic releasing my
Divine inspiration, my own incarnation
My own limitation
I don't pit stop
Hip hop spit stop
Wit drop flip flop
Slip, submit
Quick hit stepping up the tempo
Twist I brace and recommit
Face a Beethoven's Fifth
Eyes closed but focused
Side swipe and shake off them bogeys
Political plot assault and you know this
Talk a lot don't cha
Hit em I wanna give 'em your thoughts don't cha
Dip and wanna fend for yourself don't cha
But your infiltrated saturated and invigorated
To do sum' bout it, but then realize (Ahhhhh)