Planet Shrooms

(album: 32 Zel / Planet Shrooms - 2015)

[Denzel Curry:]
To every competitor, and to any challenger
Have, gold bullets rocking inside your temple, Metallica
What happens when murder and mix 'em with Gallagher
That's too many niggas that's calibrating with calibers
6 caliber, killing all through the book of lies
Living upon a revelation, but as master in disguise
I'm master in disguise, elevated you and I
Counting sticks and body parts, options when is join or die
Count to 2, grab the 9, all these suckas are clouds
Cause their fantasy to swallow destination underground
To a [?] freak accident, A young Devil's advocate
Going Ham on the Madison, and popping his bitch from the cabinet
I keep locally Madison, before an undergraduate
Jobs closing, now you copping that brick from the ocean
All your life you have been focused since your mom wasn't open
Face shine inside a box now it looks like you voting

[J.K. The Reaper:]
From where the slogan was survive in Atlanta that holds the zone of war
More killas bribe with contraband, but they playing Contra, fuck around
Trying to meet the next level and minimize the coppers
The CPU and cheat codes won't work
20 years old can't afford a lawyer, momma said he should've went to church
Stop by, I'm smoking in another universe
As my whole planet gets worse, I'm blasted if I could rule the world
On my way back to Earth
And see all of the out of the day gloomers
Inter-galactic storm troopers keeping my brothers captive
So don't ask me if I believe in magic
If I answer, I say it only exists in drugs
And god is a mirror cause his image is in us
Holy water dripping down her body hurry up get a cup
Down a [?] in panties hoping that she wasn't naked
Same outfit as Eve, I'm not Adam, but I'm still sacred

[Denzel Curry:]
He slit the adam's apple and now it's forsaken
The [?] basic, all medication, civilization is pagan
Before we built the pyramids, hieroglyphics outdated
Texting on the iPhone and 95 works slated
It's [?], in a modern day Babylon
[?] but cannot live in the sun
Before explain to me how we not the chosen one
7 stars in my hand, and a blade on my tongue
Whether a god is a profit, illusion optic
Clocks stop it, had to pause it, fundamental brain deposit
[?] project, cause science is not a conscience
Put in logic, no emotional [?] shit
Holy as the cross that Jesus walked in, to the Crossroads
I don't see no Bonethugs, all I see is Thugbones
Stone cold [?]
Radiate flows like sipping water out the faucet, bitch

[J.K. The Reaper:]
Custom plated and put it in a scribe
If we start a revolution, it needs to be televised
But it will be only for the viewers that's watching with open eyes
I despise you critics that interfere with your lies
I'm on an acid tab having intercourse with the sky, fuck the world
I'm gonna elevation the minds, fuck the world
And I'mma fuck it till it's mine, fuck the world
And I'm fucking till it's mine