| Dilate the pupil like the ayahuasca brew
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| She be the one who show you to yourself
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| Shining like the moon
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| I be climbing out of cocoons
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| And acclimatising to rooms
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| Not feeling like there’s room
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| I maneuver until the truth
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| Is super seeded in your view, I spew
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| Abusive tendencies out of my face like ghouls
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| That have plagued me before
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| With the who’s whats whys and whens
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| These are questions presented up in the lion’s den
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| Over half my life I’ve been high on peng
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| Maybe I depend on it more than i do my friends
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| Maybe it’s my mentor together we’ll make amends
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| Maybe I’ll turn mental, we’re delicate like stems
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| Wilt like petals when they snap it’s intense
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| Like the message that i send
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| In a bottle over seven seas to reach the ends
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| Heart ain’t broken so no need to mend it
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| But i need to bleed from it when I release the pen
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| Like venom from the serpents
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| All my enemies are worthless
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| When I’m driving in the deep end
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| And they barely touched the surface
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| Never fleeing from no curses
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| Standing strong it be my purpose
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| Opportunities will always operate
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| Their way to serve us if we serve them
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| With impeccable service no fates determined
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| At the doors of perception
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| Im’a get the key and turn it
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| See the light here reemerging
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| Find the feeling that I’m yearning
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| It’s getting deeper for this wordsmith
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| All I, I, I, really wanna know know
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| Is where I’m gonna, gonna, go, go
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| But I don’t really know
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| So I sit here and float
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| On this Track like yo
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| All I, I, I, really wanna know know
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| Is where I’m gonna, gonna, go, go
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| But I don’t really know
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| So I sit here and float
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| On this Track like yo
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| I sit here and float on this Track like yo
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| I sit here and float on this Track like yo
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| I sit here and float on this Track like yo
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| I sit here and float on this Track like yo
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| Now I’m feeling like snow about to melt
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| Can’t help how i felt that’s smooth like I felt
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| That’s why I’m cruising like stealth
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| Couldn’t give a flying fuck about wealth
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| I give a fuck about health
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| Don’t fuck about with my belt
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| And try jook a brother
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| I hold the title like the books cover
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| Hold your breath son we’re going under
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| Might awake to the sound of thunder
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| That’s my conduct, I break your constructs
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| Conduct myself like a don does
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| And bring the flames 'till I combust
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| Infinite with the spirit when I grab paint and rock dubs
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| Do you understand the colloquial slang up in this banger?
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| In the manor all of my man’ll be on that strong stuff
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| While you’re falling off like rock dust
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| Spot impostors on the block like a cop does
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| Twenty-four-seven making moves like a clock cuz
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| Round and round like the ouroboros
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| Trust no one but soul ties
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| Knowing me I know mine
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| Knowing me I keep mine
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| Treasured like gold mines
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| Stress is going world wide
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| We’re needing all to unwind
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| Yeah we’re needing all to unwind
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| Where the hell did the sun go?
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| I’m mind traveling for sometime
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| I gotta praise the sunshine
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| Cause i wanna see paradise
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| My soul be the essence
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| Deep set thoughts
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| Connect the past to the present
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| We’re here today gone tomorrow
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| My third eye sight
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| Sees through the sleepy hollow
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| My third eye sight
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| Sees through the sleepy hollow
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| My third eye sight
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| Sees through the sleepy hollow
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| My third eye sight
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| Sees through the sleepy hollow
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| Fliptrix, Illinformed, High Focus |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song The Lion's Den , by - IllinformedSong from the album Patterns of Escapism, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп