Dark matter with the scattered up above Velvet hands in the upper glove, Like bad double And two ain't enough, d.r.u.g.s "Don't ruin us, God said", Too much we electric slide, we should be closer Like soda, nothin' changed but a I see the sun then the then the vultures Pay respects in my sensei's High as the angel on the Dikembe's Eyes looking like We the vision through these dark shades Bad dreams through the screens of an on the joy like the residues of heartbreak Park full of art, arteries full of 'Bedient like new games, defeating Or two meeting for the evening Or two feet on a Riesling, slow Meditate to the mind Decorate me with till I go blind dominated it with no bind Safe word is don't stop, or don't go no times
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Coolest, tulips, flowers, from the towers galls from Galileo to lay low Ignorance that the world ours, the God Give all showers Toni the fountain of youth, in the mountain of power To only truth in the fountain, drowning in power with dollars The moon surrounds us like spoons moving Cut, that's a mis-direct to stir the with dis-effect Names last like Mr. X Unless you Galilee dropping bowling balls on the With a ball hanging 'round your neck Dance, it's a new Every I open my hands moving circles and the thoughts universal Yokozuna's throw salt in a circle you up off off your turf boy Tsunami you up off your [?] in the go Versace turned words into turquoise Medusa turned coke stone a hand on her thigh, she looked me in the eye and said Proceed to the next
Sounds so far, seems so I settle for good enough So I'll sweat and I'll climb I reach my prime The forces and fall again Throw it up, I reach the end In my eyes, a fire and it takes me high
Uh Soulo! Shoot for the moon, even if you miss you'll be the stars (space) in my pool of thought but don't mind the sharks (wavy) Ab-solar system soldier say I'ma stoner, I say that I'm much bolder Trapped in a game where the trap is the Scope this horror, make it rain here No love for your honor, only God can us If you're Islamic, Allah, had enough to my collar these niggas castin' stones like this Mancala Proceed to the level, dig that with a platinum shovel Black magic, matter of fact, if matter is A matter factory is in the making Uh, erase your We race time, no time to set a date Tattuo and induced Too cool for school, unloose the and
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Next level, floor I'm for it been waiting all my life Tron, We're going up, we're up Next level, floor