Microdose - Intellectual

[Verse 1: E L U C I D]

Yup, yup, yop, yop, yop, yop, yop

Yeah

I was born in the year of this country's last recorded lynchin'

My question is, who stopped recordin'?

The great deceiver, name names, sun of the mornin'

I'm drawn in

Hauntological sloop, spook you out your Yeezy Boost

Fuck that

How long we gotta wait till karma kick back?

On that same old, same old, the root's not working

The root's not working

But I'm still here to tell you so

Life is for the livin'

I'm the solution, I'm the condition, I'm a symptom, I'm a witness

First instance seein' my soul above my bed, hung suspended

And I knew I coulda left here, that's not a bad thing

Slept on the wetware, they say the hex here, nearer by and by

It's alright

There be a certain sensitivity

Niggas cast spells every day, B

Rip the veil of mystery, wait, see

There's a history

Twist the leaf

Let the bush talk

Flame-shaped pitchfork

I'm no man of the cloth when the cannon went off

Heaviest cross to carry

They say one of the four horsemen was Iraqi

The people earn what they deserve

You are the beast you worship

I rose up on the third

Planetary purge

Panic-prone paralysis, evacuate

Raining chaos on your calculus, name a date

[Verse 2: Quelle Chris]

I am not astounded, I am not surprised

There's a power in the locks, display the top, the cat piece

Still laughin' at the fake woke who told me it wasn't nappy

Enough

Handcuffin' season is back, cousin, watch out for law-lovers and keep your wrists buttered up, and slick

For the sly and the wicked, no houses dropped on witches, no blind justice

I wonder if Steve pondered the fuss over pet rocks and fidget spinners

House niggas still get field dinners

Serve

Ironic like Orenthal James with scurvy, that win ain't guard from the presence of rock legends, you are not worthy

Darwinian pins destroy and rebuild his major key

So we clearin' house like shippin' CDs out COD

You need a break?

Take a knee

You need a skank?

Break a rib

Word to G-O-D

Open your lid

Set it free

I hope your mind don't find its way back before you rise and break free

The road less traveled wasn't graveled for safety

So when we move to plan Z, don't go tattle to Jakes, please and thanks

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[Verse 3: billy woods]

Cracks start to show

Bleakest shadow

I'm from the dirt, Roland Garros, that's rich

For what it's worth, gon' need both those barrels, kid

Nextel chirp, my ancestors:

"You gon' need more than bows and arrows, you dig?"

That's my word

Can't say anymore

Prolly said too much

This an open line

They retroactive with stuff, but if it was me

I'd probably kill the chief

Peace

Don't come cheap, Jacob Zuma at the computer, still waters run deep

The Boer blench when he reach for the machine

Sleight of hand just to rip the pockets out your jeans

Mom's like "What the hell happened to those dungarees?"

But enough about me

Your intro's too long, you ain't Ghost and Rae

Charly Wingate in jail, you can't just up and ride that wave

It's like niggas skipped track nine on the Purple Tape

Chris like "woods, you overlookin' the fact they got beats for days"

I had to concede, the beats was indeed flames, which only made it more of a shame