(D. ValentS, W. RiverA Sr., & W. RiverA Jr.)
We got you openAutopsy
Papi you are now rockin′
With the god bodies
Our G'dnetics they′ll try to copy
The rest just sloppy, they just jalopies
We got you open
Autopsy
Papi you now rockin' with the god bodies
Our G'dnetics they′ll try to copy
You can′t stop it, You can't stop it
Glistening at the edge of the summit
And its sketched with a terrain out of speck and it smudges
The feeling is numbing, revealing the frequency, the humming
That transport the knowledge the lessons of my suffering
It touches my heart chakra, a plethora of green and it′s aura
Beam me up planetary star dust, the Torah
I violated laws of the quantum intelligence
Dilated the eyes of non believers and negligence
Now I chaperone those who addicted to the physical
Periodically, hypotheses onto mystical
Note that we only temporarily harness the body
Prone to evidently be pardon
I'm Sumadhi
I′m the less road traveled
Ingest globes sorrow
Aeropostale apostles
I'm today′s tomorrow
The message in the bottle
Set adrift with aquatic energy
I'm am worthy infiniteness transported into eternity
I only arise from the pitiful
I am sublimed, I am minuscule
I am designed just to spit to you
Lying in the vines into a whimsical
Cryogenic intertwined into crystals
Sent from ancestors delivered to you
From the ashes I arise, only spiritual
The who, what, where, and why's unequivocal
See the birth of my rising
Been lyrical since umbilical
Selfish get a lil cynical
Brighten up all your visuals
Motions feel a lil whimsical
Ballin Troy ain′t no musical
Entering in my crucible, any mountain is movable, (un)
Music body is fusible when it′s not mere man
Only referring to me I hope you do understand
Been done had the plan, now check out schematics
Future says I will suture, and leave you all imbalanced
Makes difference no challenge, purest of hearts with no malice
I'm gettin hot iron cast it, it seems they could not match it
The way I′m feelin' fantastic, the way I work call it magic
The giant crushed you that′s tragic
While sippin' chillin from chalice
Now growing tough like a callus
Can′t wait to travel to Dallas
And maybe buy me a palace
I'm growing higher than Malus
I be so flyer then Gallus
You can't express then you childish
I′m leakin′ gas pushing mileage
It's just the way how my sound is (yeah)
An every day growin′ older
Never needed your closure
Cuz I know you ain't bout′ it
Suggestions tell ya stop it
Hoping that you got it now
An every day growin' older
Never needed your closure
Cuz I know you ain′t bout' it
Suggestions tell ya stop it
Hoping that you got it now
Used to be prime suspects but we've since been convicted
The charges?
Ill mc′s for life that always ripped it
Camorrah my clans thee immorta
Our alliances might shift
But we still got an aura
Of patron saints
Sins free we ain′t signora
Especially when fully lit like a menorah
Wish we failed but we rose to the occasion
Now nothin phasing we, amazingly we brazen b
Used to set ourselves a blaze
In cyphers, for a killers glaze
They wanted the smoke
But couldn't see thru the haze
Out the shadows
Then the crew emerged lookin craze
If Chess was East L.A. we were those essays
With razor under tongue if you eyeing sideways
Came up in the dog days
Where ya bite was loud as ya bark
And teenage mutants, only came out after dark
Grew up like a wildfire roun a lot hotshots
Embers of our youth still burn like hotspots
Built with gods of war like sun roun Mars
Honor amongst thieves in this music thing of ours
Martial artist for my ninja′s, I throw stars
Swing my best sixteen nunchucks, throw bars
Leonardo D'Valents, Renaissance man, Mic Angelo
What′s a matter fa you no speak Ameritalyano?
Bootlegger runs, unbreakable bonds
7th Son like Raphael in the Le Mans
Clubbing at mirage, we probably hit ya moms
Chronic In the deck, no instrumentals still caught wreck
Rais the Novelist A Don-a-tello-big bro
For sessions used to pick up me and Gutta up tho
Fast forward the future's Will Rivz
Completes the circles, no squares biz
(Shhh) hear that voice in ya head, that says you tough nuff′
Take a pull of the reefer, wait take another puff
Say ya Hail Marys, grip ya rosary
Cuz' we can smell scared
We see through you like hosiery
Female traits, you better cup that ovary
You young-in's ain′t certified, you gon′ need a notary
Going against my fellow creatures
Call me the white reaper with these black features
Blast these songs at my second line, you'll say damn
When you hear my double entendres you missed the first time
We got you open
Autopsy
Papi you are now rockin′
With the god bodies
Our G'dnetics they′ll try to copy
The rest just sloppy, they just jalopies
We got you open
Autopsy
Papi you now rockin' with the god bodies
Our G′dnetics they'll try to copy
You can't stop it, You can′t stop it
