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Dark matter with the 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 we electric slide, we should be closer
soda, nothin' changed but a chola
I see the sun then the clouds the vultures
Pay in my sensei's sculpture
as the angel on the Dikembe's shoulder
Eyes looking MKUltra
We deck the vision through these shades
Bad through the screens 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 gangs meeting for the
Or two on a Riesling, slow wind
Meditate to the slow
Decorate me shine till I go blind
BDSM dominated it with no
Safe word is don't stop, both or don't go no

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

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

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

Proceed to the next (Tron)

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