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Dark matter with the sparks up above
Velvet hands in the glove, touch
bad double dutch
And two ain't enough, d.r.u.g.s
"Don't ruin us, God said",
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
as the angel on the Dikembe's shoulder
Eyes looking like
We deck the vision through these shades
Bad through the screens of an arcade
Hangin' on the joy like the of heartbreak
Park full of art, arteries of parquet
'Bedient like new games, easily
Or two gangs for the evening
Or two feet on a Riesling, slow
to the slow mind
Decorate me shine till I go blind
BDSM it with no bind
Safe word is don't stop, both or go no times

Proceed to the next
(Tron)
Proceed to the level
(Tron)

Coolest, tulips, flowers, from the towers
Like from Galileo to lay low
Ignorance that the isn't ours, the God
them all showers
Toni found the of youth, in the mountain of power
To only find truth in the fountain, in power
with dollars
The moon surrounds us like spoons chowder
Cut, that's a mis-direct to stir the soul dis-effect
Names last like Mr. X
Unless you Galilee bowling balls on the discotheque
With a disco ball hanging your neck
Dance, a new year
Every I open my hands
Thoughts moving and the thoughts universal
Yokozuna's don't throw salt in a
you up off off your turf boy
Tsunami you up off your
[?] in the go
'Fore Versace turned words into
Medusa turned into stone
With a on her thigh, she looked me in the eye and said
to the next level

Sounds so far, seems so
I cannot settle for enough
So I'll sweat and I'll until I reach my prime
The forces rise and fall
it up, will I reach the end
In my eyes, a fire and it takes 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 mind the (wavy)
Ab-solar system soldier
say I'ma stoner, I say that I'm much bolder
Trapped in a game where the is the game
Scope this horror, make it rain here
No love for your honor, God can judge us
If you're Islamic, Allah, I've had to my collar
With these niggas castin' stones like this
Proceed to the next level, dig with a platinum shovel
Black magic, matter of fact, if matter is
A factory is in the making perhaps
Uh, erase your
We against time, no time to set a date
Tattuo and youth
Too cool for school, the noose and

Proceed to the level (Tron)

Next level, floor
I'm for it
I've been waiting all my
Tron,
We're going up, going up
Next level, next