Lyrics:
and they see the goal
Feel like Saitama I be the GOAT
By using one finger to feed the four
Riding round the city, uh
Top down, blowing weed smoke
to gripping
I be on top of prisms like fuck the system
Light shining through me, got Apex vision
Puff holy flowers, got ancient wisdom
Said the world is ours,
The son of families of millionaires is representing the masses
I thought that most people I know are broke
Taxation by representation tell me all
Either way, I don't wait,
Lie cwake, eyes are weights,
Visions of a smiling face,
Imprinted on a prism with his dying traits,
I'll close my eyes I can fly
getting old
I was told by a man of wisdom
Good thing I listened
He said that love is like a
Prism, yeah I fucked up, no blue and no red
Can’t look up in
Yeah, I stand as evidence
That it's hard to escape the
Prism of my residence
Baby girl, she look heaven sent
But she a history nerd
And she like
yeah yeah
Where my dogs at? Tell me where my dogs at
Jimmy all caps, but it ain't all cap
Still Prism Tribe written on my ball cap
That's for the day
down
Blind by abyssal light
Crawling endlessly
My voyage is almost done
Beyond the endless bleak
Golden city lies in wait
Prism towers touch
Rain fall in the driveway
Dead bodies in the by way
Better be glad it don't go our way
Cuz we play with cKs nigga all day
You ever seen a Nigga shot
the force, of course:
These are not the days we were looking for.
Recalculating...
New plan,
Given only escape-ism
In this schism prism.
c home unknown,
pep talks
That's my verbiage i'd be there by now
But my journey been discourteous
So I still march like February 30th (oh shit)
But the red doors pepper
settlements
Talkin bout past precedents
Set by rap legends
Intentions to represent in my heart reside
Takin all this class tryna not
Let my art just die
Visions
of the covenant
is protected
by the angelic brethren
of the spectrum.
A new testament
In an old lexicon.
The return of Yeshua.
The return of Yeshua.
In the end
we
ask me when I cross-dress
If I'm bothered by the stares and shouts
Cause I could shout
I mean I could and that's a major key (AHHHH)
DJ, can you turn me
behind my back have plans to snuff me
To die is gain and life is Christ 'cause that's the way His love be
Surrounded by these money-hungry dummies
multuplied in the prism
Of my lust witnessed by the stars.
The delight burns at its paroxism.
To rape the shining stars in the secrets of the dying light.
still suffice to stifle what life we hoard till we die?" We hide in the guise of benevolence until the system burns. Burn. Burn. Burn. A system built by
floor
Oh my sleeping heart's awake to the beauty of the world
Day break, will you meet me by the lake
So we can shake these hexes from our names
The floodgates opened and there was a river
Flowing through me with a dull precision
It left me feeling nauseous
And handcuffed by a lack
Help to ventilate, lung capacity featherweight,
Your audacity to judge me by my cover
A mistake unlike no other.
Would your brother judge your father
If
addition get a vision, makes me hold it down
Formulate the program, stipulate the prism
Special thoughts equivalent to wisdom
Yield to get more, point blank
When the sunlight strikes raindrops in the air,
They act like a prism and form a rainbow.
The rainbow is a division of white light into many
as eternity unfolds
Lie the secrets within a funeral toll
Slain by the hand too close to see
Prism in their eyes for eternity
Blessedly fading for all
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