fixed reality shrouded from governmental pollution
the holy ghost up in my aura rebuked it
it's the era of indigo and they go with the preachin
cause i notice i'm slowly becoming way more imbalanced
solid gold angel coming back to burn down this babylon
his flows you could sells
'cause i'm a socialite in the night
put my nikes on the coffee table
my tongue's below her navel
she makes it where her skills enable
seals my hands on her extremities
we're choppin up these remedies
came in between her and i
we leave it to the constellations like should we continue relations?
i think not cause all i do is smoke pot
and yo ass just want back shots
michael jordan how i'm killin 4 quarters
yo girl startin to bath water
and that's not an introduction
my niggas turn boulders soft
that's the shit that me and jovid saw uh
and now it's like pro era in stores
all my niggas opening doors
all my bitches is braless
more action less speaking
when i release the flows i goes over yo dome far
the nigga to represent the barrio
you sons get in the bogard
better with the regis my mind
you don't wanna mess with
don't second guess the best who blessed it
less than yo adolescence when i speak my progression
mine tweakin on bath salts
being riders with a elephant
the higher rank tryna pull a trump card
when i try and do the things
probably i gets em out uh
i can see it through the pyramids
i can see it through the pyramids
i can see it through the pyramids
the mental state of a nigga that was scheduled for great
never scheduled for break
but still embrace he'll put ya' neck in a brace;
regular days went to getting paid regular
respectin the era where the era's been ascendin up
got all types of fans that's always sendin us love
and ex girls that i loved i now offend with a glove
'cause mr. hinds always gotta float to let the people know that nigga head is above
cause they 3rd eye never seen height
cause only this brooklyn street light gave me shine to shine for these nights
came with the free ice to bag bodies on the beat sipes
lookin for who's in charge
get inside like the socket
i'm learning the flaw things
in the storm you stand out
you can struck and stand up
let me know if you get this
seen it all in the retrospect
like for real there no testin
my tribe is not some tribe called questions
my professions are not no seconds
to know veterans and they meant it's a thing
minister brain is at the minister flame
tell the 4th gal to drink
got my head up in my dreams
everything ain't what it be seemin'
you got good jeans so your inseams made seamless
and off top you're a genius
we took a hit of of the greenest
now she have more fear on the atmosphere but don't intervene us
break her body down to the genus and so she leavin
she didn't get to pick and now i see sophia
i'm thinkin i should take it home