Tell em what we got...

Man Cub:
We got a perfect circular synchronisation
of three minds one infinite imagination
our heads together we endeavour to find
whether or never we could ever be of the kind

That can speak to a room and have it consumed
with the fumes on thought provocation
understand the publication reject indoctrination
do you get my insinuation...

You mean the kids swaying, praying to false
foundations while the world feeds 'em lies?
yeah more than swaying they betraying logic
so watch it heed the cries...

Chorus:
We're speaking in tongues, rhythm runs through our veins
and it's leaking from our lungs, we're speaking in tongues.

Tomcat:
Calligraphy designed to sing spit or preach,
help to reach my fellow man even in his sleep,
suck the rhythm out ya' veins then we spit it on a beat,
literally literary shaped this jungle greater than concrete

The words of Lao Tzu live on in sheets of ink
his subtle hints forever express the way I...
think, cave man started with a ugh
years later we're still yelling out ugh

They started the fire with the sticks and stones
walls engraved with the history of old
stories long told, meaning so bold
mystery and fables these days are bought and sold

The worlds so dumb we all fit into a mould
the worlds over run with a billion lost souls
the worlds gone cold now we all feel numb
so when I address the world I'm gonna speak to it in tongues.

Man Cub, Tomcat & Jacky T:
That once were spoken by warriors
the words of shamans praised in honour by the commoners
typographers stenographers along with this
young followers autonomous in ways anonymous
synonymous with that of the chosen
inhomogeneous androgynous purveyors of hip hop's colloquial homologous
structure lament around indigenous oesophagus laying dead in a sarcophagus.

Chorus:
We're speaking in tongues, rhythm runs through our veins
and it's leaking from our lungs, we're speaking in tongues.

Jacky T:
Let me lay a lyrical litany upon thee
Most of those who’ve spoken never represent me properly
when it comes to expression
my whole persona is outspoken

Leaders look over shoulders and cringe at voices broken
evoking those and them without a pen to open them
and send whatever's on ya' mind into the ether
and pretend that they’re listening, that they’re listening

To the badly astray I put noses in ashtrays
'cause there’s fire without smoke here
better believe it my dear
rhetoric running the guns and funds of ones well man we persevere

To speak to it in tongues the rhythm runs through my veins
bustin' like an open water main
predominantly pronouncing pronouns that be puncturing
bowing down to my lines like a coke fiend at a luncheon

Then have lunch again, I'm starving for the spoken word
curb swerve megahertz burst beaten absurd
like a stepson Ahhh leee ishh nip nish nuuul
man I'm speaking in tongues...

Chorus:
We're speaking in tongues, rhythm runs through our veins
and it's leaking from our lungs, we're speaking in tongues.