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letra de hypnotic - lucid aka tim richards

hook:
hypnotic when i step, smell the chronic on my breath
gin and tonic in the cup, plus a blunt to the head

i’m hypnotic when i step, smell the chronic on my breath
don’t give a f-ck, i’m young, so finger up to the rest
to the rest

verse 1:
a product of my environment, on the climb
to find the heights of enlightenment, but sharing the shines of ultraviolet
lights
violent fist fights inside the lions den, but my mind decipher the violations
i sit in silence, and battle thе inner me, my shadows my only enеmy
besides these dark energies, supposedly tempting me
they’ll get nothing but contingency when you lack courage
and yes, i’m malnourished
force feed by foul purists, who don’t know my shine til my ground flourish
what sounds worse is, is that most of yall are yellow belly
with nothing to tell me
i know i’m no talib kweli, k.west or no machiavelli
i’m steadily, making my way til i’m breaking the levy
get heavy like big, i’m a live til i’m ready to die so deadly
til then i load up my chevy
and already, getting my heading toward deathrow, so let’s go
rhyming like i’m 96 esco, with echoes reflectin back and forth from the ghetto just like i was retro
yeah, we’re resurrecting the seventies
with everything from drugs to longevity, until the young death of me
hook:
hypnotic when i step, smell the chronic on my breath
gin and tonic in the cup, plus a blunt to the head

i’m hypnotic when i step, smell the chronic on my breath
don’t give a f-ck, i’m young, so finger up to the rest

verse 2:
lost in this hypnosis, everybody knows this hypothesis
got me feeling monstrous, on top of this town
while you lay on grounds anonymous, i’m dominant
you just an occupant in the wreckage
expanding my consciousness through psychedelics
accomplishing all of my goals, while i indulge in this h-ll hole
trying to revolt myself, and pole vault my sales
to the top of the shelves though
til then i’ll sell dro and get bent like elbows
but i’m in the cycle and i’m so close to spinning it
hoping to be the most viral kid in the syndicate
i’ll be the vindicate, you can aim the blame at me
even though i’m innocent, got no red palms
see my my future like i read palms, but i’m dead wrong
head gone like the horseman, forces out this world
of course they seem gorgeous, but the portrait is double sided
i know our minds just see fortune, and fame
so open up that third eyelid and you’ll see the whole frame
no restrictions, just listen to your gut instinct
while the pen inks blood sweat and tears until its empty
it’s tempting to give up, the only thing i’ll give up
is a middle finger and a dutch i don’t give a f-ck

- lucid aka tim richards

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