The Shining
Ancient Astronauts
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Swallow like a diamond
Swallow like a diamond
Keep on
Like a diamond
Keep on
Like a diamond
Keep on
Had the earth quaking, the moon walking, the clouds spinning
Sunlight froze, the sky started swimming
My head got heavy, my body turned to prison and broke
I felt freedom for the first time I was awoke
Every language creation spoke was known
Learned to turn concrete into gold, behold
Words are worth more than diamonds
A laser like Lupin say, "You know who I am?"
Through the math I know the time like the Mayan
It's mid-July, why's it cold outside?
A divine sign, the end of the age
That's good timing, I'm a sage
Riding black lions that breathe fire on the ride
They crying, "Who woke the giant?"
Audio heavens that turn the radio silence
Swords raise up for tyrants, vampire
The stakes is high, it's in a song, it's a riot
I'm shining
I think the physical, physical
I can't express
If props was gold, life'd be amazing
They'd be like Eminem, Jay-Z and some Masons
Everything is what it is
There's nothing to fear but statistics in my occupation
Telling me fractions of those of us rapping
Actually happen to live off that shit
Add or subtract it, it ain't really cracking
For 99.9% of the rest
Obsessed with non-fiction, beyond fashion
Flexing styles, the essence of tradition
Songs written in six seconds
Make your shit sound like the microphone's mad at it
Fuck being good, I'm bad at it
Keep a ratchet, if you scared of the glare, don't stare at it
Be aware, we in the devil's labyrinth
The red wolf bullets don't work, I'll take a stab at it
Shout out to Vibe for that show last night
Backstage this girl's like, "Are you Zion.I?"
Hell yeah, we in town one night
She wanna spend it with me if I'm treating her right
I was like, "It's cool, mami, I'm enjoying your vibe
And you're fine and all, it's been a real long ride
Maybe another time"
Aight, fuck it, I'm lying
I took her to the telly, hit it and put it in a rhyme
Make a dime off it, two ways to spell profit
I rhyme for both, it ain't a Molotov target alive
On a zine hanging quotes on 'em
Eyes born biting heads off artists in my performance
And claiming Oakland doesn't get you more famous
Cooking in New Orleans doesn't make your shit Cajun
Soundproof militia can't cool or quench the fire
Babylon go down