First off rest in peace to the gods Fife and J Dilla
The real hitters spitters of rhymes iller
Back to return the perm to spurn yearn
My critics back into the vinyl barns storms
Out my thoughts I'm oh so real feel
Me like day and night and I'll be sure
You cop the uncut version lyrics pure
As the ocean after the rain comes
The rainbows strain out the Earth's pain
Humanity failing the state of simplicity
Too much fantasy not enough reality
I feel like it's the beginning of last prophecy??
Feel me??


Let the funky-o-roma take you into a love's coma
Traces mind's like marijuana true blazin' stoners
Masons builder temple fillers multiple killers
Of bad vibes feel the knives of leechin' jives
On that beegees **** I'm just tryna stay alive
In gangsta's paradise saw the sun sparkling ice
Sweat drips off a heats tip let the words encrypt
Like space aged matrix back to the mothership
Like G Clint and parliament black 'stablishment
Miss the e cuz the e ain't for free- in -doom
Put it together you'll feel a sudden gloom
My eyes couldn't cry cuz of the skies flies
My universal thoughts floating atop
I swear I got props from other dimensions
Strengthen
See the aliens stencilin' grass whistlin'
Pictograms this ain't a hologram ****
I'm just tryna show ya something other than the *******
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