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letra de life & times - thirdeye g

[verse 1: thirdeye g]
welcome to the life and times
of the third ideologist
fresh and resurrected since the first time he called it quits
based ghost for president
berserk and that’s all there is
reject it and you’ll find yourself lost of all consciousness
hold your record deal
i want a steel reserve sponsorship
this is for my people still inglewood mobbin’
it’s the f-ck rapper rapture and you looking like an offerin’
back in the game for my throne like i p-wned the b-tch
you better off to let me have it back
cruising in my v-dub wagon like f-ck a cadillac
never been impressed with it
bet you we the next to hit
and when we do, all i can say is don’t doubt the best again
shout-out to nashville, the city that we came from
bzrk the squad making hating rappers want to play dumb
rolling up them dank blunts of sticky when the day’s done
when pay comes, that’s the kind of sh-t i’ll never stray from

[interlude]
either a prophet or a fiend
about 15 to 20 percent of our young people today are exploring their consciousness
and as wonders, revelation, there’s a deep religious experience
you realize that there’s more beauty and more meaning and there’s this intelligent plan inside your brain
there’s a new form of energy and i’m in the unfortunate position of being about 20 years ahead of my time
now every year 20 years ahead of your time you’re in a risky position
because it always takes one generation for a new form of energy to be accepted

[verse 2: thirdeye g]
it’s that producing f-cking prophet and i speak through stream of conscience
enlightenment’s upon us
and that’s me just being honest
feed my soul the greenest ganja
read and weep my deepest sonnets
live and breathe these astronomic ideals and i promise
you berserk the team, we on it
motherf-cker we ain’t stopping
created my persona
you personified your objects, in attempts to be the hottest
closed off all your chakras
now we storm the f-cking gates of hip-hop and kept up our promise
not to change for the ratings but change the way they been rating us
how many rappers banking but still claiming fame is f-ck?
so we think differently, with exterior motives
won’t let the game control us
bring the tree or we won’t show up
trying to change the world and blow up
so f-ck what sign you might throw up
it ain’t enough to slow up my berserk of shoguns
so tell me what you promotin’, proposin’ to do
smokin’ those potent doja doses ’til my throat give me flu
if only you knew
how many people hopin’ we lose
and i ain’t droppin’ sh-t, i’m just constantly throwing these jewels
hoping that someone can grasp it
fertilizing the tracks with mathematics
created before time had elapsed
you collapsing at the sight of a gang full of gods
creating a cause, through brainwaves we ain’t lost
the lame sh-t gets tossed at the entrance of my dojo
spit the sickest flows to keep them tripping like they don’t know

- thirdeye g

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