God Level

I rolled up a grape blunt with some of the grape god
Modern meditation get into a zone like great rah
Everybody asking they selves who they are
Looking to the stars even though they know in they heart

The system is designed to crush inspiration
Divide and conquer, every race is in this fucking nation
But you're too stupid to smell the bacon
That's why you'll remained unfulfilled until you meet Satan

Expand the conscious it's your human fucking right
The law is crucified it's your life so you decide
L.S.D, DMT or Mushies go head and loose your mind
I'm just sitting here chilling I ain't say nothing 'ight

Just a fighter for freedom, our system is the demon
You could call me Jesus or just another believer
I'm just picking up the pieces, try'na get even
Retracing the steps our past, stealing from our deceivers

God Level (x24)

My fucking existence, like quantum physics
The universe obey my cells like the shit is religion
At my fucking persistence, I am fucking specific
Do what you're born to do I mean that shit is a given

This blunt is so loud, it stink out the whole house
Oh what you fucking mad at the shit I know now
The shit I know how put this shit in your mouth
Breath it in and blow a cloud you wanna know wow

We only aim to dominate, you accommodate
It's already hard enough in this game to fucking concentrate
Without impersonators, try'na populate n copulate
Time to stop today, capture keys and throw the lock away

Pushing the envelope, tearing down walls
Put music under a stethoscope bumping in the halls
Got weed and psilocybin dripping out my fucking pores
Yes indeed the shit I ride in's a fucking Honda accord

God Level (x24)