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Dark with the sparks scattered up above
hands in the upper glove, touch
Like bad double
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' but a chola
I see the sun the clouds then the vultures
Pay respects in my sculpture
High as the angel on the Dikembe's
Eyes looking MKUltra
We deck the vision through these dark
Bad through the screens of an arcade
Hangin' on the joy like the of heartbreak
full of art, arteries full of parquet
'Bedient like new games, easily
Or two gangs meeting for the
Or two feet on a Riesling, wind
Meditate to the slow
me with shine till I go blind
BDSM it with no bind
Safe word is don't stop, or don't go no times

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

Coolest, tulips, flowers, from the towers
Like galls Galileo to lay low
Ignorance that the isn't ours, the God
Give all showers
Toni found the of youth, in the mountain of power
To only find in the fountain, drowning in power
Surrounded with
The surrounds us like spoons moving chowder
Cut, that's a mis-direct to stir the soul with
Names don't last Mr. X
Unless you Galilee dropping bowling balls on the
With a ball hanging 'round your neck
Dance, a new year
Every time I open my
Thoughts moving and the thoughts universal
Yokozuna's throw salt in a circle
Sumo you up off off your boy
Tsunami you up off surfboard
[?] in the go
'Fore Versace turned into turquoise
Medusa coke into stone
a hand on her thigh, she looked me in the eye and said
Proceed to the next

so far, seems so much
I settle for good enough
So I'll sweat and I'll climb I reach my prime
The rise and fall again
it up, will 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 you'll be among the (space)
Backstroke in my pool of thought but don't the sharks (wavy)
Ab-solar system intergalactic
Lupe say I'ma stoner, I say that I'm bolder
Trapped in a game where the trap is the
Scope this horror, aquarius's make it rain
No love for your honor, God can judge us
If Islamic, Allah, I've had enough to my collar
With these niggas castin' stones like Mancala
Proceed to the next level, dig with a platinum shovel
Black magic, matter of fact, if is fact
A matter factory is in the making
Uh, erase your
We against time, no time to set a date
and youth induced
Too for school, unloose the noose and

Proceed to the next (Tron)

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