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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 we electric slide, we should be closer
soda, nothin' changed 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 like
We deck the vision these dark shades
Bad through the screens of an arcade
on the joy like the residues of heartbreak
Park full of art, arteries full of
'Bedient like new games, easily
Or two gangs meeting for the
Or two on a Riesling, slow wind
to the slow mind
Decorate me with shine I go blind
dominated it with no bind
Safe is don't stop, both or don't go no times

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

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

Sounds so far, seems so
I cannot for good enough
So I'll sweat and climb until I reach my prime
The forces rise and again
it up, will I reach the end
In my eyes, there's a fire and it takes me

Uh
Soulo!
Shoot for the moon, even if you miss you'll be among the (space)
Backstroke in my pool of thought but mind the sharks (wavy)
Ab-solar system intergalactic
Lupe say stoner, I say that I'm much bolder
Trapped in a game the trap 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
these niggas castin' stones like this 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 making
Uh, erase your
We race time, no time to set a date
Tattuo and youth
Too cool for school, the noose and

Proceed to the level (Tron)

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