MASTER SUN, A TRIP INTO THE INEVITABLE Lyrics

Take a trip into my unexplored vortex, I draw texts

Instead Drawing techs to hit ya gortex, raw flesh

Tell flex to lay the claymore I'm Boutto Bomb next

I walk a thin line of lost convicts

Broke in real life but gotta rich nigga mindset

Moms said its all I'll ever need to reach conquest

The Blind sword

Men my faction vibe on the same chord

Severed heads of seven under threats like division boards

Me and my cohort battle our poor thoughts

The short dwarfs in court law, they stalk y'all

Bought all my resource

Distorted stories in treaties like old divinci code

Niggas follow mold, feet leaking with clay and dough

The black Allen Poe, pen launches like a catapult

Scattered in a harsh terrain lab rat for data flow, yo

Fuck the green grass, my path a supreme task

To last underneath mass, brass and extreme draft

I see that

His slumber is penetrated, my psyche is thirsting for peace

Brother in the dirt cause he nurses was weak

Further my weeps, depleted Gerbers murdered in churches for cheap

Spilled blood stains the shirt of the priest

Descended of the common sense era

I sit in alone prone in raki pose, eightfold reader rolling a Buddha scroll

The abbot adapted to all forms of aggravation

Blinded hatred only is a mild form of admiration

Through astral evacuation, I occupied through a spectrum of cosmic perfection

Where's there's no oxygen

As I rocketed through this moment of omniscient

My conscious killed my physical image so it was dominant

I landed on a comet, we had conversation

As we blasted through infinite devastation that the flesh created

He said man broke theory of relativity, using negativity to trick lesser entities

We talked for literally eons

As we concluded the devil lasso got us in a loop pursuing resolution

Remain neutral and focus on ya own noodle

That's the only way to let the source of god flow through you...