Scrying Through Shattered Glass

Ion need no gats I just swing on ‘em
Put the fear of God in a pussy boy, got a hex on him
Ion need no gats I just swing on ‘em
Yung Crowley knock ‘em out, cut ‘em up, put a price on ‘em
Ion need no gats I just swing on ‘em
Put the fear of God in a pussy boy, got a hex on him
Ion need no gats I just swing on ‘em
Yung Crowley knock ‘em out, cut ‘em up, put a price on ‘em

I been trippin’ off of 25i
Outta my damn mind
Prefer the Psilocybe but right now it’s hard to find
I spoke to Hermes and he told me that I’m doin’ fine
Said never listen to a mothafucka past his prime
You listen to me but you listen with a closed mind
You think that I am the devil but I just got open eyes
Nobody give a fuck about your favorite rapper mane
I’m kickin’ back bumpin’ Burzum while he Twitter rages
I’m reppin’ Kreep cuz I’m never takin’ orders mane
I cheated death I suggest you do the very same

I was never nothing everybody think I’m something now
Wait
What happened to all the hate
Listen when I speak I’m bout to drop the knowledge on your plate
F*** anybody that say you can’t do shit
One day they’ll be suckin’ your dick
Rest in peace Manly P. Hall
Without you I wouldn’t be shit

Ion need no gats I just swing on ‘em
Put the fear of God in a pussy boy, got a hex on him
Ion need no gats I just swing on ‘em
Yung Crowley knock ‘em out, cut ‘em up, put a price on ‘em
Ion need no gats I just swing on ‘em
Put the fear of God in a pussy boy, got a hex on him
Ion need no gats I just swing on ‘em
Yung Crowley knock ‘em out, cut ‘em up, put a price on ‘em

Ion need no gats I just swing on ‘em
Put the fear of God in a pussy boy, got a hex on him
Ion need no gats I just swing on ‘em
Yung Crowley knock ‘em out, cut ‘em up, put a price on ‘em
Ion need no gats I just swing on ‘em
Put the fear of God in a pussy boy, got a hex on him
Ion need no gats I just swing on ‘em
Yung Crowley knock ‘em out, cut ‘em up, put a price on ‘em
I been trippin’ off of 25i
Outta my damn mind
Prefer the Psilocybe but right now it’s hard to find
I spoke to Hermes and he told me that I’m doin’ fine
Said never listen to a mothafucka past his prime
Lay down, lay down, lay down…