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The TSL [CHAP 2 : PICTURES]



 BISMILLAH


THE TWELVE STEPS LADDER


[CHAP II : PICTURES]


"Holy Spirit" 

Revealed


STEP 1 (TSL Step four) 


Bismillah


You can picture me Younes Bones & Flesh


But you can't picture the inside I'n'I the mind


I'n'I the soul I'n'I the pain I'n'I the flame


My inner holiness the sound of loneliness


Roaring inside of me I'n'I the rage


Picture me smoking quietly walking quickly


Streets are full I see'em empty

 All I see is smoke


I mean the verses who's the hell teaching me


I'n'I the fool I'n'I the prophet I'n'I the flood


I'n'I the enlightening book Saint Agony


Preaching purity and wisdom is my tresor


I'm the spear of chastity welcome to my

 Holy Terror

*****


STEP 2 (TSL step five) 


Bismillah


Look Moorish {k}'now you who we you are


I swear of the birds flying on thy altar


I'm on a stable ground I can see clearly


They're on a spinning ball

 Can't see facts as they are


Now you know the lyrically the light in it


All they can picture is the ink the shape of it


Tell them TAHA! I'n'I the sword of pun


The mystical gun lights descend upon me


Their towns are KHARAB

 My heart is a Holy City


I'n'I the chosen Trinity of a blessed Treenity


I'm a turnado an angry volcano 


A facefighter sent to destroy lucy's trinity

*****


STEP 3 (TSL step six) 


Bismillah


I'n'I who was born after many lives before


I was there within Muhammad and I saw


What you did to John? I was there in John


You couldn't picture it but you painted it so now


Warn the officials in galas funs of 

rihanna 'n' gaga


That my war is holy 'n' their peace is salomi


Thou obscene entertainer!

 Keep away thy stars


These cheap numbers you trade

 In Manhattan's flats


Tall graceful broken you ruined my hall


By filthiness 'n' isms now shall I burn it all? 


Y'all

 My Ham cousins Sam cousins

 It's not about the clan


It's about raising children 'n' my sisters in IMAN

*****



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