The Great ILLusion

[Verse 1]

The great illusion, state of confusion
We' blind to the game of life, it's safe to say we' losin'
Break away the chains, remove 'em
Mothafucka this a new age
They killed me, threw me in a tomb, I rose again in 2 days
Look, no shade at Jesus
But do we really believe in a thing that was written down 3,000 years ago, repeated, deleted, and by the time you got to read it?
Man that message was gone
It's just letters from a king to his pawns
I'll sing along if Heaven's angels come callin' for me
Swear I've been everyone but who I wanted to be
There ain't shit much left, I've seen all I can see
So now I, now I, now I gotta be the greatest
Now I gotta be the King
You don't wanna hear my latest
Man that shit'll make you think
Man that shit'll make you think

[Verse 2]

(Uh, I'm just gonna keep goin' in, just gonna keep goin' in, check it out)
I think that i'm the only ghost who didn't have to die first
Like "Holy smokes, those holes are blowin' smoke right where his eyes were!"
They know how your mind work, divine worth's the enemy
I've been so high all that weed and amphetamines
These guys ain't threats to me, I'm on my own shit
Everyone wanna pretend like they know shit
Dress you up in rose sticks
You grow quick and they know it
If you wanna make some moves, you gotta do it till them clothes rip
Supposedly all this killing and hatred is human nature
Review the data, we've been this brutal since computers made us
The truth is the matrix ain't gonna wait up
We're slaves to hours and paycuts
I'm calmly waitin' and prayin' that they gon' wake up
So I'm breakin' up this weed, and then I take it to the head
Man I've been sayin' wait and see, but they don't wanna see success, mothafucka'
I won't stress mothafucka'
I won't stress mothafucka'

[Verse 3]

(Uh, I'm still goin' in, look)

Gotta kick all these dumb habits
Spittin' out lung fragments
Jumpin' on these beats, I'm energized like that one rabbit
Enterprise, off-track, lackin' the focus
Channel a spirit, then act like I wrote it
I'm standin' in front of a panel of peers
And they've spoken, I'm hopin' they're handin' me years
But it's clear that I'm here to stay anyway
Float up through the ceiling when my spirit leave
Meditation, a getaway from all the fake encounters
Snakes and the doubters, I ran out of space
Outer space with the sound
It's a race for the crown but they turtlin'
Hurdlin', breakin' down pounds like it was a British burglary
Face it your shit is perjury, basically facing murdering
Erasin' placements from the fuckin' basement 'till they've heard of me
Wastin' ya verbally, I fuckin' (Nah, nah fuck this, I'm done. Fuck this)

[Outro]

I'll sing along if Heaven's angels come callin' for me
Swear I've been everyone but who I wanted to be
There ain't shit much left, I've seen all I can see
So now I, now I, now I gotta be the greatest
Now I gotta be the King