God Level

I rolled up a grape blunt with some of the grape god Modern meditation get into a zone like great rah Everybody asking they selves who they are Looking to the stars even though they know in they heart The system is designed to crush inspiration Divide and conquer, every race is in this fucking nation But you're too stupid to smell the bacon That's why you'll remained unfulfilled until you meet Satan Expand the conscious it's your human fucking right The law is crucified it's your life so you decide L.S.D, DMT or Mushies go head and loose your mind I'm just sitting here chilling I ain't say nothing 'ight Just a fighter for freedom, our system is the demon You could call me Jesus or just another believer I'm just picking up the pieces, try'na get even Retracing the steps our past, stealing from our deceivers God Level (x24) My fucking existence, like quantum physics The universe obey my cells like the shit is religion At my fucking persistence, I am fucking specific Do what you're born to do I mean that shit is a given This blunt is so loud, it stink out the whole house Oh what you fucking mad at the shit I know now The shit I know how put this shit in your mouth Breath it in and blow a cloud you wanna know wow We only aim to dominate, you accommodate It's already hard enough in this game to fucking concentrate Without impersonators, try'na populate n copulate Time to stop today, capture keys and throw the lock away Pushing the envelope, tearing down walls Put music under a stethoscope bumping in the halls Got weed and psilocybin dripping out my fucking pores Yes indeed the shit I ride in's a fucking Honda accord God Level (x24)