Above Heads Lyrics

Gone for a trip pack dozens of drugs no buggin'

Stimulate dissociate intoxicate concussion

Y'all problem is too much assumption

Why don't you go ahead and ask me

I rap get ya geeked what you know bout me

I lay it all out I don't give a fuck

I got my balls out you fiddle and fuss

You small-time but I,

I, I, I riddle I rhyme and I bust

Keep it simple how I trust

I spit serums and venoms

I breathe flames I spent time in the temple

You ain't ever know these levels

Doses potent so careful

My flow resemble angelic tongues

I chase I climb my shadow trembles

This time I know for sure

I'm closer to the ceiling than the floor

The core punctured how long you gonna let it suffer

Always been the buffer always grew tougher

Forgive me if I stutter I buzz and breeze through these beats

On the island shadow shudders

These pieces fall into place

Something tells me I'm closer that I thought

My brain sharp my intention is pure

Praises and thanks

Man I rise and fall I do it with grace

The darkness has to fade to dusk and filled with gray's

The truth can feel strange when the program washed your brain

How to stay sane in such a place

I'm focused I spit game they know my name

I said it in every song

Adonis Chronic

Can't act nice, don't know how play along

He too strong his vibrational waves drop ladies thongs

It's right it's so right

A don a god how can it be wrong

To each their own

I just want head in a bed with a clean bong

I'm killer I'm Armstrong

I leave it all on the table till ya all gone

My rhymes potent they dealy

Got 'em in my palms

Put work in I'ma make that merced limo stretch

Man I got nothing left

Nothing left to confess

My days are numbered

Make the time flex

I won't relent stay at ya neck

I ain't giving up Lord forgive me I know it's inconsistent

Frightened by my free verse

Adonis put rappers dreams in coffins

Toss 'em in the hearse

Shit for what it's worth

I don't know what's worse

Being slave to silence

Or hated for my speech

Every day of my life I choose to be free

Chronic if you not used to me I swerve I speed

I hurry lines serve while I burn blunts

To the third degree I got certainty I'm worthy

Of trees with the money leaves

I study through rubble and bleed

Let me keep the weed you burn

I'm set for stunna scenes

Hang with heavy fiends

But I climb and I climb with nothin but

Dollars peace love prosperity on my mind

I was blind I was lost I think I'm found

I push forward turnin' pages

These chapters dated change places

Elevation rises no hesitation

Crisis after crisis my style overwhelms ya

You gotta be real numb or on drugs to catch stuff on the cuff

But I'm flyin' anew, lord help me through