paroles de chanson Pineal Gland - Ab-Soul
It
was
all
a
dream,
I
swear
it
never
happened
I
wrote
like
Edgar
Allan,
I
was
po'
like
Edgar
Allan
Let
me
hit
the
weed,
you
know
I
really
need
that
Missing
screws,
bending
rules
like
kneecaps
I
don't
even
know
what's
real,
I'm
just
being
real
Making
moves,
you
just
another
human
being
being
still
Play
the
fool,
you
jealous
dudes
are
just
a
plate
of
food
Tell
the
truth,
I'm
the
coldest
cat
sabertooth
Blaze
the
booth,
blaze
the
Buddha,
this
ain't
hookah
You
hit
this
shit
a
few
times,
you
might
see
the
Future
Ask
my
nigga
Blocka,
we
be
rolling
up
that
Blanka
Just
retire,
if
I
light
this
fire
I
might
blow
your
block
up
Enjoy
your
mind
trip
but
don't
trip
on
your
mind
No
man
is
safe
from
the
war
going
on
outside
That's
right,
you
ever
been
conscious
in
a
coma
Please
don't
tell
my
Mama
this
ain't
marijuana
I
might
be
tripping
off
that
DMT
TDE,
Limitless
like
we
on
NZT
I
made
my
dreams
reality,
so
to
speak
Or
so
they
say,
I
could
still
be
asleep
The
black
sheep
running
with
a
pack
of
wolves
Diamond
in
the
rough,
tell
Brock
I
need
a
pack
of
woods
Two
white
cups
full
of
codeine
Plus
I
got
two
white
sluts
down
to
blow
me
Can't
you
see
I'm
floating,
like
root
beer
and
ice
cream
My
synapses
act
like
lightning,
probably
why
I'm
so
enlightening
Probably
why
these
niggas
can't
fuck
with
me
I'm
looking
like,
who
the
fuck
invited
them
They
failed
in
testing
like
what's
inside
of
them
Soulo,
Soulo
Say
it
like
you
mean
it
My
demeanor
is
the
meanest,
I'm
getting
meaner
by
the
minute
Its
mine,
I
spend
it,
my
mind
is
spinning
Your
time
is
ticking,
the
sky's
the
limit
We
in
a
space
where
matter
don't
matter
Just
spirit
molecules
and
geometric
patterns
Shitted
in
a
crater
last
time
I
sat
on
Saturn
Got
a
letter
from
Andromeda,
they
tryna
shrine
my
bladder
Enjoy
your
mind
trip
but
don't
trip
on
your
mind
No
man
is
safe
from
the
war
going
on
outside
That's
right,
you
ever
been
conscious
in
a
coma
Please
don't
tell
my
Mama
this
ain't
marijuana
I
might
be
tripping
off
that
DMT
TDE,
Limitless
like
we
on
NZT
I
made
my
dreams
reality,
so
to
speak
Or
so
they
say,
I
could
still
be
asleep
I'm
in
a
whole
'nother
realm,
go
to
hell
Last
nigga
tried
to
scratch
the
surface
broke
a
nail
Last
nigga
tried
to
cross
the
line
got
crucified
We
oas,
back-to-back,
never
wore
Chanel
The
new
nucleus
never
sitting
in
a
cell
Genius
idiot,
best
description
of
myself
I'm
in
a
fucking
lab
coat
rhyming
as
high
as
shit
When
I
die,
donate
my
organs
to
science
bitch
You
got
three
eyes,
three
eyes,
three
eyes
You
got
three
eyes,
three
eyes,
three
eyes
You
got
three
eyes,
three
eyes,
three
eyes
You
got
three
eyes,
but
you
can
never
see
us
You
got
three
eyes,
three
eyes,
three
eyes
You
got
three
eyes,
three
eyes,
three
eyes
You
got
three
eyes,
three
eyes,
three
eyes
You
got
three
eyes,
but
you
can
never
see
us
You
got
three
eyes,
three
eyes,
three
eyes
You
got
three
eyes,
three
eyes,
three
eyes
You
got
three
eyes,
three
eyes,
three
eyes
You
got
three
eyes,
but
you
can
never
see
us
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