my prism

i represent for the elevated claim

yeah you know the god's damn pissed man strain

pop another tab nigga live life brain

am a ever livin god

nigga fuck em man

uh my nigga fuck em man

when yo so glow go like my ege fam

my livin solo age like i'm peter pan

or you a jizz fice fan on the sequel man

so you got a piece of god trapped in your soul

that go deeper than the mother fucking human though

christ conscious shit

living optimal

or the religious bullshit ain't gots to go

because their niggas can't read they biblical

they preach lies to the man and fall in love with ho

take a luxury from you niggas now your pockets broke

not a picture in the church fuckin lots of hoes

uh

and then my mama though

'cause if i find that out i'm a cop the hold

i'm tryin' mother fucking preachin

nigga

then like a christian religion he filled with hoes

nah

but i don't kill though

tryin to save if niggas got sense you know

fuck your church and go blow your smoke

then your religion is here nigga name beast coast

yea if you gonna be coast

well fuck the us and return to the globe

the world is at my hand like a metaphor palm

the more you see light you better keep going

i came from the great beyond

from out the light i spawn

i ain't a homo sapien

i'm from the elevated patria. two red eyes won't glow and go

it's already eight blue indigo

purple trees like fairy hoes

yellowsome light radiate my soul. my prism

my prism

light shine through when i'm livin'

so different

i'm wishin'

motherfucker know 'cause i'm living eh

orange fire

brown blunts

and the ultraviolet rays beam off the sun

to your dead grace

fill her up with love

if you open up your heart and unite as one

my prism

my prism

light shine through when i'm livin'

so different

i'm wishin'

motherfucker know 'cause i'm living eh

you know how i feel the way god fucked up

priceless got the kushed up in the dutch reunited

with the most highest righteous

got a pot of gold in my soul leave em blinded

that and the power retrieved form the light

birdman

clark kent

superhero on the mic ah

exhale the purp trails

your girl follows and never fails the pimp tails uh

timeless like the mind is fella

closed eye lids

that's the eyes in rella

thinking to yourself 'cause nobody gonna tell you

you can't buy joy 'cause they just don't sell it

sell it

said it two time for your money

use my 3 eyes

just the demise of the villains

pop pop pop third eye fuck it shrina

little like guinea pots 'cause they coulda been a feelin

but i stay golden

path i rode in

y'all can't hold this rhyme with the worst beat

conscious keep calm with some earth wind

vietnam nigga drop bombs and you loose lip

holy ghost

i'm back in the flesh

resurrected like i never left

architect imhotep

yes i'm blessed

steal yo bitch cause a nigga up next

use that power up inside ya

divinely create desires

just try it

i bet you noticed the god within can't deny it huh

we some young messiahs

we triumph

nigga fuck religion

found a better way of living when the light shines through my prism nigga. two red eyes won't glow and go

it's already eight blue indigo

purple trees like fairy hoes

yellowsome light radiate my soul. my prism

my prism

light shine through when i'm livin'

so different

i'm wishin'

motherfucker know 'cause i'm living eh

orange fire

brown blunts

and the ultraviolet rays beam off the sun

to your dead grace

fill her up with love

if you open up your heart and unite as one

my prism

my prism

light shine through when i'm livin'

so different

i'm wishin'

motherfucker know 'cause i'm living eh