[Intro: Loc Saint]

Hello. Hello. Can you hear me? This is Loc Saint. I-I-I don't have much time. I-I've been sending some messenger to tell you. Everything you've been taught, everything you've been told, and-and everything you see is a mass illusion. And the truth is being suppressed by those who wish you would never learn it (yah)

[Chorus: Loc Saint]

Everybody getting sissy, kept being manipulated by the world full of mass illusion (yah)

Share the trickery thanking the wickedest artists, it could be hitting me like a brain contusion

And they're really sick of me seeing that it's efficient

See, yeah, most of your life be us living in confusion

So I raise yo consciousness to a level that has suffered this mass illusion (yah)

Everybody getting sissy, kept being manipulated by the world full of mass illusion (yah)

Share the trickery thanking the wickedest artists, it could be hitting me like a brain contusion

And they're really sick of me seeing that it's efficient

See, yeah, most of your life be us living in confusion

So I raise yo consciousness to a level that has suffered this mass illusion (yah)

[Verse 1: Loc Saint]

Take a look around, you vision the world

When I put you in a pound bound, a prison up underground (yah)

Your mission, the down

A vision to give you one round but the town'll listen

About to give 'em a hundred percent of my intuition

The supernatural rhythm, I better hit 'em with the nouns arisen (yah)

Knight to the round when I drag your living and take 'em back to the Templar bound for prison

Now get up

I pull it and chopping the veil back in every single evil deed

Till in the dark getting hit up

These critical political patterns are getting spit up (yah)

It's for the money when they bump shit

Wanna be keeping the people in this till they conflicts split up (yah)

Then make amend and there were no numbered days where they can't fight back

A riveter to the sinner

In the days that coming and while the government running everybody into the ground getting lit up (yah)

When they forced to mark your right hands and implant the chip and brainwaves for the grid up

The world is slain, the prophecy finna get up (yah)

They watch your back bone numb and dumb

I go along with the plan, ain't nobody getting fed up (yah)

I hear the show far blow worldwide, eyes cry

Then times and I gotta get to spit up (yah)

What a potent stage and engage the phase for end days when nobody gonna let up

Everybody in position I was sent upon a mission telling everybody that you getting set up

With a consciousness that's on rise

Get your eyes on the skies, everybody get your heads up (yah)

Something good this way is coming

While the evil get to running cause the light has revved up (yah)

[Chorus: Loc Saint]

Everybody getting sissy, kept being manipulated by the world full of mass illusion (yah)

Share the trickery thanking the wickedest artists, it could be hitting me like a brain contusion

And they're really sick of me seeing that it's efficient

See, yeah, most of your life be us living in confusion

So I raise yo consciousness to a level that has suffered this mass illusion (yah)

Everybody getting sissy, kept being manipulated by the world full of mass illusion (yah)

Share the trickery thanking the wickedest artists, it could be hitting me like a brain contusion

And they're really sick of me seeing that it's efficient

See, yeah, most of your life be us living in confusion

So I raise yo consciousness to a level that has suffered this mass illusion (yah)

[Verse 2: Loc Saint]

Feel the rhythm like Illuminati running up into your body when The Loc Saint speak truth out (what up)

Like a whisper

Speak into the woods hella faint through the hoods and we 'bout to bring Proof out (yah)

'Fore the rapture strikes like a thief in the night and about to be gone like a poof out (yah)

I be running like a motherfucker to the beat

Feet to the concrete streets and I'm hoofed out (yah)

Give 'em more legs, wigs will I burn, Babylon to the ground

Evil eye gets scooped out (yah)

Calling every single LightWorker to the front, doesn't even matter if you're rooted or you're pooped out (yah)

All the troops out 'bout to have a shootout

Triple the ripples up in the system, smooth out

Maybe you're down, maybe you don't step up

Speak up, some will, but again some won't (yah)

How long does everybody go on in the matrix by consuming our way? (yah)

While the truth has been suppressed in this test

They don't want you ever know about Yahweh (yah)

And I follow wicked running the planet

Devil damnit the only way to wake 'em up is make it our way (yah)

So I deliver the energy

Get the alpha-omega forever bringing light upon 'em

Do it all day (yah)

I was sent to the world as a light, but I might do an ounce

Every ounce of the foul play

Every fallen seraphim reptile gonna bow to the king

Young Hey Five hate

Take a minute for the energy

And I'm taking the bullshit that's the truth and The Loc was born to portray

Clear mind in the midst of confusion

And this is how we wake y'all up from the mass illusion (yah)

[Chorus: Loc Saint]

Everybody getting sissy, kept being manipulated by the world full of mass illusion (yah)

Share the trickery thanking the wickedest artists, it could be hitting me like a brain contusion

And they're really sick of me seeing that it's efficient

See, yeah, most of your life be us living in confusion

So I raise yo consciousness to a level that has suffered this mass illusion (yah)

Everybody getting sissy, kept being manipulated by the world full of mass illusion (yah)

Share the trickery thanking the wickedest artists, it could be hitting me like a brain contusion

And they're really sick of me seeing that it's efficient

See, yeah, most of your life be us living in confusion

So I raise yo consciousness to a level that has suffered this mass illusion (yah)

[Outro: Loc Saint]

Everybody getting sissy, kept being manipulated by the world full of mass illusion (Illusion, illusion, illusion)