Lyrics Indica - CYPHER$

Voice of the vibes, where the hell you get the loud
Feeling so high way to moon no stop no doubt
When is in my body on a trip I get to shout
Feeling so good make the vocal flows in mouth
How I gonna loose when I get you tell me how
See me in your vision when you dream I get you out
When i'm up to moon I get calls i'm coming back
Always in the mood anytime you want the tax

Can't feel the pain coz the Mary never jail me
542 why those niggers wouldn't allow shit
Getting toxicated everyday I face my own deal
I don't want no niggers help in war face your own kill
Even If I fail to roll a blunt I chop a whole stick
Bought more rari shut it never loud we move in lowkey
When I get a threaten from the south I call the OC
Even if I help you out to sharp don't ever bite me
Seconds in seconds we're getting more
Money
Still up when they told me that I'm never gonna make it
Keep your fake mission coz i'm done faking lately
Sorry if I push you coz the whole shit are crazy
Outta my heart I feel undercover
When I bow my head thinking on my sofa
Chilling with my loud Mary show me those wonders
Coughing when I poff baby are you alright (I'm gone)

Voice of the vibe, where the hell you get the loud
Feeling so high way to moon no stop no doubt
When is in my body on a trip I get to shout
Feeling so good make the vocal flows in mouth
How I gonna loose when I get you tell me how
See me in your vision when you dream I get you out
When i'm up to moon I get calls i'm coming back
Always in the mood anytime you want the tax

Paint my portrait good when you knew I get the pixel
Never get a dawg just a mole life is wicked
Hunt for the gold never give up on your jewel
Still them gonna talk if they see your consequences
Can't hear shit what them saying what? What?
Now you gonna leave with just a kiss that bad
Incredible thought and I love to hear fact
Recall when i'm broke all night Laying on mat
Pos to be your dawg why you give up that, way
Way to up is long then I took a short cut
Don't feel sorry when a nigger get caught
We're young in hood why the fuck we get shot
Burning in my heart why the fuck I get hurt
When I choose to help everytime I get fault
On my way to sugar never turn to that salt

Voice of the vibe, where the hell you get the loud
Feeling so high way to moon no stop no doubt
When is in my body on a trip I get to shout
Feeling so good make the vocal flows in mouth
How I gonna loose when I get you tell me how
See me in your vision when you dream I get you out