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big up dark elements...interdimensional space wizard shit... filthy nasty disgusting fucking business, trust me....

I'm only statin' blatant facts
I'll grow some crops and blaze a batch
and I don't need strike a match, cause' I spit enough flames for that
other MCs always talk the fakest crap
these clout chasin' twats
better hide their faces fast
I'll cut their wanks in half
and take a bath
inside a vat of their blood, once their shanked and stabbed
and I don't eat meat but I may just have
to turn the police into bacon wraps

cause' I won't let em' in
just so they can take away my medicine
marijuana cures cancer, chemo therapy is just spreadin' it
the government feeds you lots of toxic metals and sedatives
but the mass awakening is coming soon, and the Illuminati will never win
when I set up my eco village and the Illuminati come, we won't let em' in
we'll tell them to drink some piss and fuck off before we grind them into sediment
they wanna keep you poor and depressed...that's a nasty sentiment
just believe in yourself and work hard and trust your instincts, let your ascent begin

Ayahuasca is good for your third eye cause' it keeps the lens clear
that's why I can see the future, think like computers and shed fear
I'm not afraid, I know the ends near
there's no afterlife until after death here
Normal people think what I said's weird
I don't care, eat a dick and ten spears
if you don't believe the things I say then fuck you you're just a pleb, dear
I only go for natural highs, I don't do coke or crystal meth, beer
or LSD or even caffeine just organic plants, just fruits and veg here
if you try to put any additives in my food, I'll cut your neck with hedge sheers

That's self defense, clearly just let the shit grow
I like to grow broccoli and lettuce and cloves
lot's of vitamins so
I can get em' and go
ballistical with a dope intricate flow
while spittin' I implement infinite codes
synchin' with imminent intimate tones
inflictin' deliberate injury to all your ligaments, bones
and your fingers and toes
I hit em' with bricks and with sticks and with stone
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