track 2 off of ancient technique. executive produced by the trap wizard @kayinbeats. mixed and mastered by the african sorcerer @lnx.kwab . art, lyrics and the pieces of spirit from the ash that the phoenix rose from. inner palace engravement, gain balance and greatness. the task of the ancients. SL til dualisms' breakin. for all the ancestors: lyrics below. ☯ 🈳 ☸ 🈵 🐅 🈴 🐉 🈯 ☸ 🈶 ☯ - l e a g u e know what we came to do we blazin glue smellin like unleaded & baby food burn yo chest like you drank180 proof nigga stay in pocket like a fuckin baby kangaroo you rappin over minor keys we makin major moves you cater to the wave boutta go extinct like a sabretooth real understand real so my niggas aint confused you look like you takin multiple choice and it go A to U one option nigga space league be the greatest crew had A's in school but id rather leave these stages bruised live by the word of god but fuck these man created rules makin hate ensue even jesus was a pagan jew so im a buddhist alchemist that read egyptian texts and follow words of christian sects constantly gainin intellect feelin the road i walk and the path of fate intersect seein myself in other races and the different sex its the jetson flyin in direct route home, to orions belt im from another realm if you ain't get it yet you rockin gold pendants boi, im dripped in mystic crests thoughts in my head manifest into crystal gems
its the jetson flyin in direct route home, to orions belt im from another realm if you ain't get it yet you rockin gold pendants boi, im dripped in mystic crests thoughts in my head manifest into crystal gems
smokin a pack till im homeostatic the flows that you rappin get broken to fractions and blown with the ashes goals im surpassin chosen to go down this path gettin blessed by the code of attraction sociopathic tendencies over by passin heavenly homeopathic remedies know that im past my enemies dopest snap on the melody spoken crack and amphetamines gold created from lead and speach no sweatshirts mage robe when i sesh purp earl grey tea space league make the lead turn, gold. scrolls, from the dead sea in the wet dirt in every ash excerpt collector of the nectar of gods buildin up in my thoughts and drippin into these lectures ridin an antigravity sector 9 when i project the rhyme been to the end of space so i guess the only thing left is time and even that don't exist but instead of feelin hopelessness im rollin this golden spliff findin warmth in the cold abyss cause what's existence when imagination feels just as real right after this pack im facin talismans weighted on my abdomen, hangin from the back of the base of the spine commandin the spaceship the task of the ancients
its the jetson flyin in direct route home, to orions belt im from another realm if you ain't get it yet you rockin gold pendants boi, im dripped in mystic crests thoughts in my head manifest into crystal gems