Cause I'm a
Wasp in the bottle of the chamber of rap
Lost in the bottom of this deep seam of shame that I tap
Same old same, old crap, as I tussle with this future fossil of a tame old man
Is it love of life or fear of death, the need to confess
In this screed of the blessed, is it the need to be freed from the flesh
Or just a vestige of the sess
Is it the anger, is it the wrath, is it the shatarangha or the Eightfold Noble Path?
Man you don't know the half, you don't know the graft and it's cruel to ask
Cause I must've been through 40 drafts, and just when I think it's finished it all seems to fall apart
Then it seems like a faulty task, then I feel like I'm a punk and I'm sorta daft
But it's just Emotion it's just Emotion it's just Emotion
So most
Morning occasions, I sit in meditation, that's the elation, that's my devotion, that's my vocation
Honouring these waves of emotion that arise and pass away like the waves of the ocean
And it's only these strange notions, that help me stave off the moroseness
But you act as if I was a Freemason, and it's not kosher
But it's more like freebasing, cause I keep lacing this track, with what in life we all have to keep facing
Cause life doesn't unfold like the pages of a glossy brochure
So whether feelings are likeable or loathsome
I'm never complacent whether in rapture, infatuation or out of focus
I'll keep emoting until I'm doting and keep the respiration nascent and precocious
It's just Emotion
Ohh
Like a wave takes me under
Then brings me safe
To where I need
So I can breathe
Is it love or hunger
Find my clarity
It's just Emotion
Ohh
It's just Emotion
Ohh
It's just Emotion
But it's just Emotion it's just Emotion it's just Emotion
And stay
Unfazed in the mire like a lotus in mindful osmosis
And transcend death's rattle & roll with my breath control with the beat
In joyful symbiosis
And it's only when the beat hits that I know what I'm feeling
Layers of denial, delusion I'm peeling
What I've been keeping pent up, concealed, self-deceiving
It's hip-hop therapy man it's healing, it's like
Saying a prayer without the kneeling, it's like going up in the air without the glass ceiling
Man it's massively relieving, being positive & passionate, like I'm Asif & Anil-ing
And yes I concede it, when it's hungry, I've got to feed it, cause I need it
Nothing heinous, it's healthy, it's Ayurvedic
It goes all the way back to the Psalms, Suras and the Vedas
It's for the pious, the meek, the heathen; that's how I treat it
Cause it's just Emotion it's just Emotion it's just Emotion