(Hook)
Carry the vibe
Feeling my soul
Bury my mind then I fill in the hole
Because Im feeling the style when I chill in my zone
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(Verse 1)
I wake up
Then I fall asleep in the shower
I stay stuck in a dream blow away with the steam
Throw away the paradigm thats paralyzing my demeanor then carefully tip toe around the regime
But since I mystified inside the mist I missed my ride and I been making this journey alone
Either way I'm all alone in this gilded era of phony people and clones chilling on their phones
I'm probably chilling in my room
Elephants on the shelf a gorilla playing a stand up bass painted on the wall
Thats the cave
Where I travel to as a ghost and where I stay to develop my prowess dare I say
There I said it
I'm clearly pathetic just a shapeless mass that evaporated hypothetically
A hyperactive hermit
Hallucinating while asleep in the shower the waters pretty hot but the bars could burn it
My thoughts teach my thoughts new thoughts and I just pause to learn it
Pause the service
My empty particles are lost at the circus
Theres always a part of my that wants to desert this feeling of a lack of purpose
Wait I just figured out what it was
I got to cast a ring into the fiery mouth of Mordor
Defeat a dark mark like Morsmordre
Over throw the Sith and bring balance to the force and then rap and rhyme well I guess thats what I was born for
Praise dance for an hour already I think I better do four more
Thrust that hollow body into my grip I morph into a performer

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(Verse 2)
Feeling my vibe
Sometimes I'm feeling my villainous side but I put my feelings aside
Hop out that single file line then
Walk into the jungle just to see what I could find
Just me and my half Komodo Dragon half K9 Riley mon
The Rastafarian straight out of hibernation
Bout to go and see what we could stir up
Somebody shifting through my head just to see what they could corrupt
They try to color me bland
Dark ways of thinking try to scuffle me in
I shuffle the deck then stuff them back in
Then they're never out of place again for real
Man swear I been doing my thing
I might sit
I might stand
Either way Im chopping any mic stand whenever I swing my right hand
Like Jimi Hendrix standing up next to a mountain I pummel any terrain into rubble then funnel into a drain to a tunnel where I remain in a puddle
But the puddle's just the shower that I fell asleep in
I'm knee deep in lack of sleep induced hallucinations
I carry the vibe
Feeling my soul
Bury my mind because the world is exactly what I'm escaping
Turn the water off and lace up the boat shoes to conquer the day
Kick the verse then I saunter away

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