Dark matter with the sparks up above Velvet hands in the upper glove, bad double dutch And two Amsterdam's enough, d.r.u.g.s "Don't us, God said", #DROGAS Too much pride we slide, we should be closer Like soda, nothin' changed but a I see the sun the clouds then the vultures Pay in my sensei's sculpture High as the on the Dikembe's shoulder Eyes looking like We deck the vision these dark shades Bad dreams the screens of an arcade Hangin' on the joy the residues of heartbreak Park of art, arteries full of parquet 'Bedient like new games, defeating Or two gangs meeting for the Or two feet on a Riesling, wind Meditate to the mind Decorate me shine till I go blind BDSM dominated it with no word is don't stop, both 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 isn't ours, the God Give all showers Toni found the fountain of youth, in the mountain of To only find truth in the fountain, drowning in with dollars The moon surrounds us spoons moving chowder Cut, that's a mis-direct to stir the with dis-effect Names don't like Mr. X Unless you Galilee dropping bowling on the discotheque With a ball hanging 'round your neck Dance, a new year Every time I my hands moving circles and the thoughts universal Yokozuna's don't salt in a circle Sumo you up off off turf boy Tsunami you up off your [?] in the go 'Fore Versace turned into turquoise Medusa coke into stone With a on her thigh, she looked me in the eye and said Proceed to the level
Sounds so far, seems so I settle for good enough So I'll sweat and climb until I reach my prime The forces rise and fall Throw it up, I reach the end In my eyes, there's a fire and it me high
Uh Soulo! Shoot for the moon, even if you miss be among the stars (space) Backstroke in my pool of thought but don't the sharks (wavy) Ab-solar system intergalactic say I'ma stoner, I say that I'm much bolder Trapped in a game the trap is the game Scope this horror, aquarius's make it rain No love for your honor, only God can us If you're Islamic, Allah, had enough to my collar With these niggas castin' stones like Mancala Proceed to the next level, dig that a platinum shovel Black magic, matter of fact, if matter is A matter factory is in the perhaps Uh, your database We against time, no time to set a date Tattuo and youth Too for school, unloose the noose and
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Next level, next I'm for it I've been waiting all my Tron, going up, we're going up Next level, next