Hallucinations

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Dope D.O.D. - Rap

Hallucinations

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[Jay Reaper] I'm just Sittin in my room building up my karma Wait up got a Spliff and it's rolled up my loyal partner Pass the light I'ma smoke me like me goodfather Fuck arround with miss x yes That way it hits harder I'm on a higher plane no time for gettin' lyrical I'm livin' in a cubicle for humans quite unsuitable So slip the clover down your throat Slip the clover down your throat This ain't no joke Wait till it kicks There's no antidote Cause all your dreams and motherfuckin' fantasies are deep down in my pocket, in my world, in my reality so step into the cavity Mindstate in jeopardy I'ma let you see movin' mountains with telepathy Yo brain encrusted Insanely busted Yellow mustard Angels dusted With a bag of piff I'm floatin' threw the black monolith I'll be back one day Promises promises [Chorus] I salute the nations, with hallucinations Guess your just a figment of my imagination... (x3) I salute the nations, with hallucinations Picture what I'm saying, hallucinations [Dopey Rotten] I'm sitting here waiting in anticipation For elevation, no glorification I send ya peeps on a permanent vacation Now I'm liquidating whole populations Inside information debating for my recreation on a space station I paint the picture, It's like animations You ain't getting nothing be prepared for starvation Gods of creation keep planets in rotation It's a demonstrating of perfect formations I'm fighting temptation feel like the masons With determination it's a whole operation No explanation, we keep innovating Your stuck with frustrations I'm chilling intoxication It's all good I'm hallucinating Next level and beyond everything is for the taking [Chorus] [Skits Vicious] The mushroom kicks in, I'm shifting to another dimension In a an instant I split seconds Running down the raggit hole I break records Got bitches, kissing my timbs made a snake leather The pimp pink panther that hates rappers Hold this thought, before my train crashes, brain damage The grenade flashes, turning ya world white I hate gangsters that girlfight and never brawl I'm general I'm on something real chemical Got Serema Williams blowing my tennis balls I chew brick walls covered in aerosol When I cut the bitches I fuck they bleed caramel I wrote this smoking on a camel toe Standing on a desert hill, ass fucking Paris Hill Tons a pills, she could use for the morning after But uhhhh all I hear is boring laughter... Hahahahahahahahaaaaaa

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Credits

Writers
  • Dopey Rotten
  • Jay Reaper
  • Skits Vicious