Hallucinations

[Jay Reaper]
I'm just
Sittin in my room building up my karma
Wait up got a Spliff and it's rolled up my loyal partner
Pass the light I'ma smoke me like me goodfather
Fuck arround with miss x yes
That way it hits harder
I'm on a higher plane no time for gettin' lyrical
I'm livin' in a cubicle for humans quite unsuitable
So slip the clover down your throat
Slip the clover down your throat
This ain't no joke
Wait till it kicks
There's no antidote
Cause all your dreams and motherfuckin' fantasies are deep down in my pocket, in my world, in my reality so step into the cavity
Mindstate in jeopardy
I'ma let you see movin' mountains with telepathy
Yo brain encrusted
Insanely busted
Yellow mustard
Angels dusted
With a bag of piff I'm floatin' threw the black monolith
I'll be back one day
Promises promises

[Chorus]
I salute the nations, with hallucinations
Guess your just a figment of my imagination... (x3)

I salute the nations, with hallucinations
Picture what I'm saying, hallucinations

[Dopey Rotten]
I'm sitting here waiting in anticipation
For elevation, no glorification
I send ya peeps on a permanent vacation
Now I'm liquidating whole populations
Inside information debating for my recreation on a space station
I paint the picture, It's like animations
You ain't getting nothing be prepared for starvation
Gods of creation keep planets in rotation
It's a demonstrating of perfect formations
I'm fighting temptation feel like the masons
With determination it's a whole operation
No explanation, we keep innovating
Your stuck with frustrations
I'm chilling intoxication
It's all good I'm hallucinating
Next level and beyond everything is for the taking

[Chorus]

[Skits Vicious]
The mushroom kicks in, I'm shifting to another dimension
In a an instant I split seconds
Running down the raggit hole I break records
Got bitches, kissing my timbs made a snake leather
The pimp pink panther that hates rappers
Hold this thought, before my train crashes, brain damage
The grenade flashes, turning ya world white
I hate gangsters that girlfight and never brawl
I'm general I'm on something real chemical
Got Serema Williams blowing my tennis balls
I chew brick walls covered in aerosol
When I cut the bitches I fuck they bleed caramel
I wrote this smoking on a camel toe
Standing on a desert hill, ass fucking Paris Hill
Tons a pills, she could use for the morning after
But uhhhh all I hear is boring laughter...
Hahahahahahahahaaaaaa