Conspiracy

Computer simulation entities tempting me

Trippin off DMT, LSD, Ecstasy, Illuminati tryna censor me

Faded on that Hennessy, look closely and you might see ten of me

Surrounded by greed and jealousy in the cathedrals evil cemetery

50 shades of explicit nature, my rhymes more sharp than Riddick's shaver

Out and about with CJ lookin for a specific sabre, my spits are macabre

With the definitive conspiracist behaviour with the aluminium hat to match

Writin rhymes as my tongue tastes acid tabs cos I'm a savage lad

Kickin' it with the kids of the cabbage patch wielding a massive battle axe

The anarchist with cataracts, Infiltrating Illuminati to trap the rabid rats

Walking bare-footed across the Masonic Mosaic through the harmonic gold gates

My whole biological soul shakes looking at the eyes at a demonic cold face

Forgive me, I'm just flowing at my own pace, my minds an over-loaded database

Infra-red cerebral monitors keep an eye on my pineal glands theta-waves

I've been nice with rhymes since the age of the slaver-trade