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'''Stream Of Consciousness''' is a recording by [[Artist:Acklan|Acklan]], released on [[Release:Wildcraft|Wildcraft]] by [[Footprints]].
'''Stream Of Consciousness''' is a recording by [[Artist:Acklan|Acklan]], released on [[Release:Wildcraft|Wildcraft]] by [[Footprints]].
== Work ==
* [[Work:Stream Of Consciousness|Stream Of Consciousness]] (ISWC T3116118362)


== Lyrics ==
== Lyrics ==

Revision as of 20:35, 29 October 2026

Stream Of Consciousness
Artist Acklan
Release Wildcraft
Track # 1
ISRC US4PL2105281
ISWC T3116118362
Genre Conscious Hip Hop
BPM 80
Publisher Urban Sufi Music


Stream Of Consciousness is a recording by Acklan, released on Wildcraft by Footprints.

Work

Lyrics

<poem> (Hasan)

Stream wars at work.

Game of foot.

That media artist, Master Gilmore.

Serf the turf room of sharks.

Himself head fin resort Cut kings for sport.

Siddi tales landlords and manners, check the vocab adhab days noise and clamor, digital days vivid snakes, is real like double dutch nation states. Okay - targets wall to wall marts market. Mobile spiking greed for starts target. Take it from here life of a seed real-time or in time lapse speed -indeed.

Did a dance or two, I guess you earned the bogard As if you're the only one who gets to go hard Moving forward,

discern that mill you spurn Wheelhouse and the bridges you burn Please,

working Indy Supha lounge for lovers and tea That's that,

008 complete Mind knows the time dhua design,

Peer music library,

a quest for the freshly squeezed Fast life,

flashlight for the pitch black,

Velox Nur

at light

speed

(Yusef)

the ironic thing is how ironically we discussed this thing called freedom i mean i

want to be free we ought to be free

See, freedom is a God-given right.

Freedom is a God-given right.

So if you're living in a man's world where there is no God, then how do you ever expect

Strange, strange, strange, strange, strange, strange </poem>