Transcendence (Buckshot)

They mix lies with truth to confuse you Indigo Gnosis Give Crazy A Good Look Their gat gripping Caught in a bad picture Strays from a black pistol Went straight through that kids window Stagnant with caps twisted The children are past missing Skipping the class thinking What the f*ck was that man teaching Youthful anthemic the music is pandemic Heavy like Pantera Complicated you cant get em Villainous spat lyrics all the way to the black temple Hes tipping his hat vintage rhythm and rap cymbals Delirious mad visions of reaching his path simply Subliminal craft cryptic carry no slack in me Im peeling it back wicked avid i pack spirit Flow eternal span endless The pain in my hearts prison F*ck the system won't fall victim Potent position potential of no limits Primitive imprint on his souls image Were conditioned to call it quits But i won't listen a menace to societies vision Rebellious misfit Ever since i lost my innocence I've been dead in a sense So i chain smoke blunts to the head Until I'm meditative like incense Clearing out the tension Ive been sharper than intended For instance i once thought i was winded Until i cut the bullshit and found out i am ascended Talk about Transcendence Smoking this dope and moving working on improving The fear of losing will keep you moving again again again and again