| Transdimensional beings, I wanna be em
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| I wanna see em!
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| Two ounces of psilocybin lets call it my per diem
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| My pics they getting liked up by your BM
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| I hope you see em
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| She been praying for the D can’t get the DM
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| Its 10 PM
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| Your favorite rapper just copped another new chain
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| I pray it free him
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| I just hit me like 2 stains and I’m on my way to the VMAs
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| On my A game why would I B 'em?
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| I 23 em like Jordan with the cool jumpshot
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| Ooo eee 'em
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| I Bruce Lee 'em
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| Striving to be like water I’m inside the hypogeum
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| So much ancient texts down here I’m 'bout to start a museum
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| Treat the track like it’s work so I new key 'em
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| If an alien were to come down and take rapper form would you recognize when you
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| see him?
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| Would you recognize when you see 'em? |
| (x3)
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| (The possibility of life elsewhere is not only probable… but some say it is
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| there without a doubt)
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| Tantric sex with my muse fuckin her throat chakra
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| Waitin for me to cut her loose you better off takin' up ghost watchin'
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| Yonka Boi my brother dumb with the stick
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| Call that the slow chopper
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| We ride around on them gold things and they so proper
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| My homie Bear, he the snow dropper
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| Patient after patient he the blow doctor
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| Money been on the rise like it’s a door stopper
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| Beefin' with some crip, he said that he a pussy ass BK and ain’t got no whopper
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| I told him look at this money dawg. |
| We them gold watchers
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| Barely paid they just floor moppers!
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| De La Hoya my whole click they done sold Oscars
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| Never fucked with no Armstrong
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| We ain’t no coppers
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| 4 boppers on either side of my arm I heard that they’re slow toppers
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| Only reason they fuckin' with my team now tho cuz we show stoppers
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| Bet. |
| Reading into the seed of life
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| Humble since the get go
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| I could never live a conceded life
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| Tryna enter the winners circle like you boy you gone need advice
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| Never enter this gun fight with a switch blade
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| They’ll see the knife
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| And let shots from the 45 rang!
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| I’m cooled out smoking weed at night
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| You count the bread from the days work and then eat it right
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| The first time you got a zip of coke looked at your dawg like
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| «I ain’t sure it should be that white…»
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| They hit your ass for a zip of flour
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| You a snitch, a coward and don’t lead that life
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| I’m seeing into my third eye
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| Don’t use it to read or write
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| I tap into the universe and then see the light
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| Bill Maher saw me backstage at a show after he seen the hype and said
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| «Thanks Cas for the revelation I finally know what Jesus like» |