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letra de sacral psychedelics - vxk

[prelude: vxk]

(vxk speaking over apollo brown instrumental)

yea
–
you ever notice how when you in a bad space
like in a bad frame of mind
you can still see the beauty in the dungeon? (so to speak)
–
and then sometimes you can have it great, like: have it really, really great but…
you see the holes in it
it’s not what you would want…
it’s not that full picture:
it’s not that picture you see..?

[verse 1: vxk]

body of work for all my flex rappers
revealing the soul of those i came after
hunting beats, tryna gather my thoughts
d.m.t like; dreams manifest things, of course
is setting fire to a leaf really that much worse
than cutting down trees, just to house my verse
pop pills for the pain, remedies don’t work?
melodies drop science; they get rich off my work
but it’s just paper, right? light the stars out of sight
my body’s a temple, the church empty inside
still church in the streets, it’ll be gone in a week
is the food you feed your soul, genetically modified?
light a bonfire in your mind like i’m bona fide
peep the p-ssion, the purpose, the fire hidden in his eyes
what matters is the god-particle inside, i mean it
i got this aether flowing inside my mind

[bridge: vxk]

beyond the physical; spirtual
lyrical
praying for my prey before i slay is like a ritual
–
shamanic visual, the natural high is literal
figures are figurative
human condition; relative

[hook: vxk]

sacred geometry, all these anomalies
open mind, on a psychedelic odyssey

(x2)

[verse 2: vxk]

this book of rhymes is for my backpackers…
who read between the lines like and spare a thought after
i bet ya’all feel in your gut like some hard laughter
i’m still living my truth. here’s the next chapter
not scared to feel
’cause that would mean that i am dead inside
steady living my truth
that’s how i know that i’m alive. i feel the energy
i’m wired and; connected, to the future. like tesla
and all these rappers; edison
instant gratification negates greatness
i’m not medicine, i am the cure…
to be blunt, ya’all like cigarettes:
money, money, money but you k!ll soles
say they sold their souls, truth be told
they just some lost souls…
your feet never touch the earth like jordans
naked as the truth;
the clothe you cut from’s important

[bridge: vxk]

beyond the physical; spirtual
lyrical
praying for my prey before i slay is like a ritual
–
shamanic visual, the natural high is literal
figures are figurative
human condition; relative

[hook: vxk]

sacred geometry, all these anomalies
open mind, on a psychedelic odyssey

(x2)

- vxk

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