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I'm feelin' drowsy
Sparkin' for eight years I'm sayin' it proudly
I block out the hate by my xtendo be loudly
Spread out the keef of that maui wowie

says why go
Say I'm makin' a plan and I know it feels like it's so slow
But God on my side, you'll be mine by tomorrow
Wakin' up with all these things

Jake
But -
Fear isn't effective when we're talkin' case by case
I've been a fucker all my life, what makes you think
I wouldn't take a little puff

you lost by a hubcap
The big boss spray painted on my mud flap
Get a rush, yeah we're calling your cold bluff
Can never get enough
Step in, hold your

radical magical with my hand on the mic
I’m a lyrical miracle you're
A spiritual criminal
Metaphysical syllable written by
The invisible
In two ways there’s

it's a fuckin hobby 
Burn em with the fuel, put down ya tool, I laugh at you 
Why? Because MC's are my foot stool 

As you enter the hocus pocus,

the only
Truth is that it’s possible
Though lately my obstacles becomin
Like fossil fuels breakin down my o-zone
So homie stay in yo zone
Unless you want

never
Speak when you got an open look
And wonder why life pass you by
Walk a path too fly for
Two times half you guys
Lookin at stats you buy it’s
Like

So I'm definitely sure they Wouldn't put up with me
Tryna get yourself in the
Picture by biting my shit
Lost your relevance 
You looking for an ass you

say a prayer

My heart's been filled with hate which creates rage and that fuels vengeance
At this point you piss me off, I might just slice your tendon

Story of Jonathon (Prologue to the Crimson Idol) [Bonus Track]

W.A.S.P.

The Crimson Idol

1992

received became more and more
frequent to the point where I would ask my father "Am I the orphaned son
you would never need"? But oddly enough I worshipped

you walk by but you know you got the key
It's a concept
Treat complexion like a contest
Pick the white winner and they say that they was honest

rang you scattering victims we battering
Your whole body shattering welcome to the gathering
Yea the belt is for the champion melted adamantium
Welded by

free of the shackles within
These chains are getting underneath my skin
Do you wanna know what agony I'm in? My mom always moved me around

I was always

at a store with coffee we could talk
Just by her crib all she had to do was take a walk
Talking for hours You can Have a coffee if you want
Glazing in her eyes

a tip for y'all, better bring extra petrol
For when fuel low you won't fall, but float
Like I'm on some Pennywise jokes
Livin' in the sewer with them x'd

the fucking flip
Cause once I come up off this next shit
You switch direction
That’s fine by me but come correct
They know the treasure where the X is
They

a strain
Fuel my rocket up, And tell Houston Ima be okay
I’ll aim for the moon
Pray for the stars
Press my whole life on some bars, for now, free of charge

to you
Ain't nothing that you can't do
When you learn to transmute your traumas into the fuel for your dreams
And wear them stripes with honor

right over the table
I need a whole lot of money to fuel all the plans that I'm making I'm aiming for greatness
I bet that you feel like a dummy, your

but can't suit up with me
Ella mae baby wanna boo up with me
But no pieces in the pie if you blew up with me
I tell them keep the hate up because i fuel

Don't ever look down
The Risen Son
Don't ever look down
Lion and Lamb is coming soon

Eh yo wake up
You're on a rocket ship to paradise
cnd jet fuel is

a winged cloud
Position Yourself for the win now
Elevating this hommies to win now
Being real ndio fuel hunicharge up
Battery zangu ziwezi ni let down
If you

the groove
By slipping a wrench in the fuel injector of the trench tiller
Full tilter gold silver quest fulfiller
My stroll kilter through a deadbolt