Dark matter with the sparks up above Velvet hands in the upper glove, Like bad dutch And two Amsterdam's enough, d.r.u.g.s "Don't us, God said", #DROGAS Too much pride we electric slide, we be closer Like soda, nothin' changed but a I see the sun then the clouds the vultures Pay respects in my sensei's High as the angel on the Dikembe's Eyes looking like We deck the vision through these dark Bad dreams through the of an arcade on the joy like the residues of heartbreak Park full of art, full of parquet 'Bedient new games, easily defeating Or two meeting for the evening Or two on a Riesling, slow 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
Proceed to the level (Tron) Proceed to the level (Tron)
Coolest, tulips, flowers, from the towers Like galls Galileo to lay low Ignorance that the world ours, the God Give them all found the fountain of youth, in the mountain of power To only truth in the fountain, drowning in power Surrounded with The moon surrounds us like spoons chowder Cut, a mis-direct to stir the soul with dis-effect Names last like Mr. X Unless you Galilee dropping bowling on the discotheque With a ball hanging 'round your neck Dance, it's a new Every time I open my Thoughts moving circles and the universal Yokozuna's don't salt in a circle you up off off your turf boy Tsunami you up off your [?] in the go Versace turned words into turquoise Medusa turned coke into a hand on her thigh, she looked me in the eye and said Proceed to the next
Sounds so far, so much I settle for good enough So I'll and I'll climb until I reach my prime The rise and fall again Throw it up, will I the end In my eyes, a fire and it takes me high
Uh Soulo! Shoot for the moon, even if you you'll be among the stars (space) Backstroke in my pool of thought but mind the sharks (wavy) Ab-solar intergalactic soldier Lupe say I'ma stoner, I say that I'm much 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 you're Islamic, Allah, I've had enough to my these niggas castin' stones like this Mancala Proceed to the next level, dig that with a platinum Black magic, matter of fact, if matter is A matter factory is in the perhaps Uh, your database We race time, no time to set a date Tattuo and youth Too cool for school, the noose and
to the next level (Tron)
Next level, floor I'm for it I've waiting all my life Tron, We're going up, going up Next level, floor