Enlightened

[Verse 1: Saint Anthony] See through the isms And maybe you will enter in my prism In a fourth dimension One that these squares have never mentioned Like the Pyramids to the stars, I am connected And I never lose touch Hands on with the damn gods Sistine Chapel shit, look up at the art I-I just paint a picture with every single bar See it's that simple Me I'm so sinful Yet I'm so righteous This is just the paradox, only for enlightened Thoughts all heightened Watch as I levitate, everything brightens As I sit and read Weed in the air 48 Laws of Power and my prayers Sticking to the plot Sticking to the purpose Sticking to the script As I'm scribbling these verses [Hook: Saint Anthony] And we make you say I Stay high and we lay low If you ain't know I'm the god, yeah the king's home Got my squad and we make more Make more (Make gold) (x2) [Bridge: Saint Anthony] Make gold, all gold [Verse 2: Saint Anthony] Far from basic This is how you feel when you're on the brink of greatness I, look in the mirror and stare And my third eye glows with malevolent flair I am, somewhat synthetic Like a hybrid at essence I got the body of a mammal with some higher genetics This shit is real, poetry with meaning Visionary Saint, what I'm holding is a secret In the unknown and it's this you must know That a metamorphosis has taken place in my soul This is not of no religion Not of evolution This is pure genius at a higher resolution I do this