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Mr Traumatik

Psychedlic Ascension

 

Psychedlic Ascension

(Album: Post Traumatik Stress Disorder - 2015)


Humanity is equal, fuck higher class and low class
Drink some Ayahuasca, you don't even need to smoke crack
Fuck Valium, stay away from Prozac
You'd be better licking psychedelics off a toad's back
That's a known fact, flipping heck I'm hoping
They're sucking on balloons and they're sniffing ket and choking
Their bodies' shaking and they're dripping wet and soaking
Stick to natural plants and you'll be tripping less and floating

I'm talking truth and now they're thinking Traumatik's mad
I'm talking truth so the truth is I'm a savage lad
Truth hurts so I kill 'em using tragic facts
You need to be responsible and take the planet back
Human beings must be blinded by cataracts
I'm sticking razors on my hands and giving them happy slaps
People panic, the place is getting manic
But every human being must die to save the habitat
So fuck it I'm going mad and grabbing cash
Growing hydroponics and feeding them organic mass
Grabbing hand fulls of cannabis from plastic bags, then I'm rolling up and smoking up the magic fags
I'm making oil from the buds I'm also dabbing wax,
I'm doing big bombs of Mandy then I'm shagging slags
I'm taking massive dabs of LSD and acid tabs
I'm flying round the universe 'cause I'm an intergalactic lad
When it comes to psychedelics I'm the master
I'm activating all my low and higher chakras
I'm taking DMT, drinking Ayahuasca
Then I'm eating magic mushrooms with my fish and pie and pasta
I'm like a Rasta all I do is smoke the 'erbal
Infinite supply I don't need a home to burgle
Every day I got the grades, no commercial
And I'm mentally a mess and in my head there's loads of hurdles
I'm tripping out on ecstasy the roads are purple
I'm seeing sacred symmetry and roads are circles
No rehearsal, I be the first to mention
Every second of the day I want to leave the third dimension
You can learn ascension by taking psychedelics
Only natural plants though, cheap drugs are quite pathetic
I'm like a crazy scientist I'm like a medic
These psychedelic compounds have altered my genetics

Fuck higher class and low class
Drink some Ayahuasca, you don't even need to smoke crack
Fuck Valium, stay away from Prozac
You'd be better licking psychedelics off a toad's back
That's a known fact, flipping heck I'm hoping
They're sucking on balloons and they're sniffing ket and choking
Their bodies' shaking and they're dripping wet and soaking
Stick to natural plants and you'll be tripping less and floating

Humanity is equal, fuck higher class and low class
Drink some Ayahuasca, you don't even need to smoke crack
Fuck Valium, stay away from Prozac
You'd be better licking psychedelics off a toad's back
That's a known fact, flipping heck I'm hoping
They're sucking on balloons and they're sniffing ket and choking
Their bodies' shaking and they're dripping wet and soaking
Stick to natural plants and you'll be tripping less and floating

Fuck the pharmacist, I'm blazing on some magic [?]
Helps you take the pain away from shit that just attacks you fast
Wanna have your funeral, visit the pharmaceutical
The stuff they put in medicine will have the reaper grab your heart
Quick time, flip rhymes, I'm spiritual
They try to murder us through subliminals through the visuals
But the people have to research all the natural remedies
That our ancestors survived unpleasantly for centuries
I'm telling these, you don't have to draw for the shotty
If you're feeling nervous, draw for them California poppies
'Cause they help with anxiety, keep the brain firing
Knowledge from the trees just absorbs through my body
Shout out Mr 'Matik, showed me 'bout the Ayahausca
Yes they demonise it like the guys who light the ganja
Fuck me mugging, I am tree hugging
Grabbing all the plants you know I'm always smoking like a Rasta
Bang on it, bang bang on it
Smoking dank and I'm bang on chronic
I don't care what day of the week it is, I always cop it
But it's good to have flavours, shout out dealers giving out tasters
[?] in the system, you can tell just by the taste of the vapours
I'm always smoking, I ain't boasting
It just works for me, that Blue Cheese is overly potent
When I roll a zoot, I roll with a roach in, I smoke to the roaches
Then I roll another one
Bill another zoot when I put the dank in, [?] this spliff is massive
[?] back rolling, different tactics
Less paper, better flavour
Till that zoot, major plays up
Blaze your As up
I don't care, man could blaze an A cup
Bill another zoot, that's a baseball bat
I'm smoking weed, I ain't smoking crack
I'm lighting up this big head, this cone is fat
Nah, I ain't holding back
Touch my zoot get a load of slaps
I'm just writing bars in my yard and smoking weed in my cul-de-sac

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