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(LZA intro)

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Yo 5x

Ima keep it short for you short minded niggas

Straight up

(LZA Verse 1)

Peace after Revolution

Ascension to Evolution

Meditation and concentration

I'm never waiting I stay waken

Left brain penetrating: right brain is my representation

You hesitating you feather weighting I'm levitating

Through the pressure

Crystal line efforts

I'm christ like the sunny weather

Congratulations on your effort

But you made it this far

Just to fall so short

Life is but a sport

I'm tired of preaching my voice is getting very hoarse

Now I'm riding on a horse

Enter the horizon

Wavy baby like I'm the sun of Poseidon

Before you go to sleep an imagine a red light trident

It'll open the door to the highest I promise but don't call me Negrodamus

And then I woke up on a beach with the sand between my feet

With some veggies and fruits to eat

Damn this shit is sweet

Nigga smoking on DMT you couldn't see the 3

& 7 planes left motherfucker

Whoo!

(ILLA Intro)

Runaway

To make a way

Runaway(GOAT)

Runaway

To make a way

(ILLA Verse 1)

Mastering life is all about mastering skill

Master your ILL

Don't let the Matrix-reality distract you

Keep you still

Cause trying to move paralyzed by the dimensions in your mind

Will self destruct your build

For real

An all my Negus' know the deal

Holy Grail; Waves in my Cup Runneth Over

This smart water distilled

Holy Mackerel this wholesale!?

God's dope is never fish scaled

An I know

At times what i speak may seem insane but to sane

I'm that thin line in-between

So therefore pay attention to this free common sense

Like Mark Twain

This energy speaking to all inner-chi

So gain

The powers that be

Love for everyone we must obtain

This is an omnipotent game going on in the universes brain

An this Uni-verse I recite is the GLO

Rise & Shine from the pain

No ceiling to my reign; I grind like Dwayne

Carter; but I'm HOV in my lane

Oprah see my color purple circle

Own'n my name

Network it the same

Marzsoul ILLA As-salam by the way

An I know

The flows get silly like V.I.C

Swag knocking ladies out Layla Ali

I know I goes off every line like the handwriting bad

Therefore; ladies put it on me like I am TAB

Every mama love the D like Moesha dad

Oh! contradicted thyself

Jaleel did i do that?

I spit crack

Rap tight

An supply y'all with hefty bags

Full of that good full of that good

Bet them birds saying "You'll never make it"

Later tweeting "Knew you would"

I know them terribly bad bitches gon need some Soul

Want some Good

But dem like buffets an I chef private

So for dem me don't cook

This the Alchemic culinary book

Mastered like my mathematics that rule

11-22-33

Uh even as Michael

If you feel the truth I'm

Moon Walking on the Sun as I'm playing it Cool