Microdose

Lyrics

[Verse 1: E L U C I D] Yup, yup, yop, yop, yop, yop, yop Yeah I was born in the year of this country's last recorded lynchin' My question is, who stopped recordin'? The great deceiver, name names, sun of the mornin' I'm drawn in Hauntological sloop, spook you out your Yeezy Boost Fuck that How long we gotta wait till karma kick back? On that same old, same old, the root's not working The root's not working But I'm still here to tell you so Life is for the livin' I'm the solution, I'm the condition, I'm a symptom, I'm a witness First instance seein' my soul above my bed, hung suspended And I knew I coulda left here, that's not a bad thing Slept on the wetware, they say the hex here, nearer by and by It's alright There be a certain sensitivity Niggas cast spells every day, B Rip the veil of mystery, wait, see There's a history Twist the leaf Let the bush talk Flame-shaped pitchfork I'm no man of the cloth when the cannon went off Heaviest cross to carry They say one of the four horsemen was Iraqi The people earn what they deserve You are the beast you worship I rose up on the third Planetary purge Panic-prone paralysis, evacuate Raining chaos on your calculus, name a date [Verse 2: Quelle Chris] I am not astounded, I am not surprised I am not astounded, I am not surprised I am not astounded, I am not surprised I am not astounded, I am not surprised There's a power in the locks, display the top, the cat piece Still laughin' at the fake woke who told me it wasn't nappy Enough Handcuffin' season is back, cousin, watch out for law-lovers and keep your wrists buttered up, and slick For the sly and the wicked, no houses dropped on witches, no blind justice I wonder if Steve pondered the fuss over pet rocks and fidget spinners House niggas still get field dinners Serve Ironic like Orenthal James with scurvy, that win ain't guard from the presence of rock legends, you are not worthy Darwinian pins destroy and rebuild his major key So we clearin' house like shippin' CDs out COD You need a break? Take a knee You need a skank? Break a rib Word to G-O-D Open your lid Set it free I hope your mind don't find its way back before you rise and break free The road less traveled wasn't graveled for safety So when we move to plan Z, don't go tattle to Jakes, please and thanks [Sample] [Verse 3: billy woods] Cracks start to show Bleakest shadow I'm from the dirt, Roland Garros, that's rich For what it's worth, gon' need both those barrels, kid Nextel chirp, my ancestors: "You gon' need more than bows and arrows, you dig?" That's my word Can't say anymore Prolly said too much This an open line They retroactive with stuff, but if it was me I'd probably kill the chief Peace Don't come cheap, Jacob Zuma at the computer, still waters run deep The Boer blench when he reach for the machine Sleight of hand just to rip the pockets out your jeans Mom's like "What the hell happened to those dungarees?" But enough about me Your intro's too long, you ain't Ghost and Rae Charly Wingate in jail, you can't just up and ride that wave It's like niggas skipped track nine on the Purple Tape Chris like "woods, you overlookin' the fact they got beats for days" I had to concede, the beats was indeed flames, which only made it more of a shame