‘Yo, you’re a deep guy’ Are the words that my homie Sol-Leks told me after hearing the first incarnation of this song in his fabled Wet Paint studios. I heard this beat that he made from a sample of Sam Cooke‘s “A Change Gon’ Come” a year before and pretty much ignored it until it stayed in my head after hearing it a bunch of other times visiting the lab. It eventually ended up on my computer and I decided to record something over it. I started to play with the words in the sample about elevation and what’s beyond our human visibility. Then I wanted to get metaphysical. The verses were broken down from pondering on space missions and what we really know about what astronauts actually do, to observations on what people do for religion while searching for God and what they believe to be a heaven above the clouds, and finallY, to ghosts based on two recent deaths of one of Sol-Lek’s boys and my homie J.D.‘s boy who lost his daughter.
I put that version on Myspace in 2007 and wasn’t pleased with it. My voice wasn’t right and the verses were wordy and made the heavy subject matter sound even more off-putting by sounding more complex and nerdy than it needed to be. I left it alone until I was about to put out the deluxe version of my Crazy 8′s mixtape. I realized that I didn’t have any guest features and wondered if I wanted to make that a conscious choice in the spirit of the first 8. But I knew I couldn’t attack this song without throwing my boy Moser on it. Mos is a really deep dude and all of our conversations around that time were about seeking truth and conspiracy theories. Since I had upgraded my approach to the song now, I was headed in a more succinct direction and I knew he’d hit a point that I wouldn’t. Plus, with Sol-Leks on the beat and me and Mos on the verses, it was a certified representation of my crew, The Balance – so their presence could be felt on the project.
Mos came up with 2 verses and wound up recording both, but I kept this one because I split my long verse into 2. It was one of my earliest recordings with my GemStars family. He chose to discuss the threat of an impending bill that would allow government intrusion upon what they deem as ‘homegrown terrorism and violent radicalization’ and question the mysticism of the alien/God idea and the Mayan’s predictions of the world’s end. I took this opportunity to question the roots of American racism, the transatlantic slave trade and it’s feasibility and the faulty cause that’s attributed to the AIDS epidemic. In the second verse I go deeper about my wariness over religion, the environment and ancient history. Deep shit. People love it. Even better when I perform it and start off with the actual Sam Cooke song.
Now for the breakdown…
Beyond The Sky
“Still, get on that other shit,
cause they love it when I spit that government,
- I heard the Ku Klux was just set up to keep us fucking with each other over race!
So that sheet over the face…
Ain’t the ONLY cover-up,
deeper than a mutha – and can anyone show me a picture of a slaveship??!
Even the Nina, Pinta and Santa Maria get depicted in paintings!
While all we ever see is that same shit,
look like a diorama – tied up hands and feet – I wonder how I they lived,
on that transatlantic - hundreds of days spent,
how many slaves DIED up on the way compared to how many made it??!
And nowadays they give us this AIDS bit,
claiming African plainsmen fucking chimps and eating baboon brains man…
I’m all for evolution,
but how we went from being apes, to human beings
Who eating apes??! It’s confusing.
While we feuding over the word nigga – please!!
All the major cities finna drift to sea,
God if you listening…
(‘beyond the sky’)
I mean, lift us please…
(‘beyond the sky’)
Or at least…Send a beam”
(‘beyond the sky’)
“It’s safe to say I’m a sinner,
cause your favorite religions,
got too much pagan shit in them,
for me to stay and it’s twisted…
Man made up them sentences…
And ain’t it ridiculous homie?
When astrology’s the only thing making sense and it’s all based on the stars….
Exactly what I want to be,
but just the thing that scares me the most when the sky is sitting in front of me!
And since the gold is no longer backing the money – think the Federal Reserve got nerve,
look at your currency (word!)
Word to Number 5,
they just changed the number 5 on the fuckin’ $5 for like the hundredth time
-what’s the signs?!
When they start advertising shit on the moon?
And “going green” is now the cool thing to do…
After all the cancerous plastics and aerosols,
nuclear Arab wars,
smaller countries packing – we attack them,
what we asking for?
I don’t like those hieroglyphics,
undecided if I’m thinking ancient Egyptians was paying alien visits
-Since it’s the writing on the wall,
I been wrong before,
but I’m sure if I even believe in dinosaurs!
Sure it’s a great science of modern lies,
Greek shit on them dollar signs,
on my R. Kelly – I’m really believing I can fly…”
Hope you learned something…
To hear or download this song, click on the pic of the cover below