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[LYRICS]
All idea’s subliminal– it’s somethin’ true that’s put in the gun
A mentalism clip weaponizing my tongue
Your sadness is where happiness is from– ethereal livin’ with hooded nature
That means I provided to who u take from
All idea’s subliminal– it’s somethin’ true that’s put in the gun
A mentalism clip weaponizing my tongue
Your sadness is where happiness begun– ethereal livin’ with hooded nature
That means I provided to who u take from
If niggas could look inside my eyes– they’d find
Innovation for revolution from random flashes into my mind
Transform away from the kind, of consumer abusin’ time like a loser
But sayin they winnin’ behind they computer
While deception, the reception– my bars gettin’ to u while textin’
Just shut that shit off and see your reflection
These niggas hated cuz I’m beautiful, hard to the earth’s core
The feelin to the hollow theory– suckas get burst raw
The erotic– iconic non robotic with 3, laws what I breed
Is knowledge wisdom understanding while trees saw
The branches of an action planted under a block of granite
Was niggas wishin’ to be the best, took it for granted
My verses is curses, to the media– meditative cursive
Commercially pushin’ herses immersed in the furnishin
Underground purposes, excavator to percalotor– poppin’
Like perkaset behavior– droppin’ verbatim got em
Rockin’ noggins in Germany– the outcome, outside of the frame
That shit that blow your steam outside in the rain
I arrived with somethin’ to say, though flesh is heaven comprised
We still stay, in Hell for 40 days to flood back and prey
Fuck with a 3rd eye shorty camoflagued in a red dress
I got so much soul that if I fuck her she dead flesh
My come up is just marinade for itis– fuck bed rest
Annointed like a bishop of the night cuz this life’s chess
Diagonally, crossin’ my chest for metaphors of fatality
For the promise I kept to wake u while u slept
Anatomy, strokes on the desk like ivory tablets
My fingers that linger in pussy– born force if u push me
Is my life path, trailin’ the medicine while I jettison
Ignite that from Genesis– a revelators evidence //
Matter, animation– no spark of ism I’m facin’
Absorbin’ the higher frequencies through herbal alteration– it’s culture
While I’m free to feed vultures the carcassas of vipers
Fuel to blaze a corporation with economic snipers
Holy Grail that spill in a Chrysler, I’m born to blottage ya logic
With imagery clocked in pockets of symmetry
To cut the pie 5 ways– no star maps for enemies– unite the
Sustenance slaves– you fed by thought for days
By the grazin’, shots flickerin’ past your melons
Propel the swellin’ of what u could answer to with the wrong question
So can I live? Bless em, squeeze off a nut professin’
Your seed of thought aborted on pages where you daily tested
I ride the train reppin’ intention with clips of my will power
Inventin’ a still shower on your session
Remotely televised the final lesson..
Snatch ya plane of reality out the sky.. no fear and never guessin’
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