Black Bishops - Diamond Tantra (Prod. Dub-L) lyrics

[Verse 1: King Cedric] Check, yo we're here to redesign the mind of the ma**es Where the power of now defined as a cla**ic Where the deaf or blind your soul need some gla**es So you can see the signs your minds and hara**ment Of right now, if you're behind some fool when you navigate a straighter path to find the truth And your yesterday is in the way of defining you Please sit and pray, don't delay, refine the rules Reminding you don't be living on these cold scams Remote your soul they tell your vision to programme Word to Eddie Griffin, yeah I listen to the old man Of everything I've written has the impact of a slow jam As we hold hands knocking every monster Who's cursing your integrity, blocking any honor Diamond are forever like Roc Nation's our sponsor So meditate, take a break, unlock your diamond tantra [Verse 2: Trill.Gxd] It's Trill.Gxd bringing it back like rewind Everytime I think about rap I wanna die I don't know why God chose d**h over life, everytime I roll a blunt I'm tryna survive I put my life on the line, that right People say we sin I say we do crime n***as get arrested, leaving families, baby momma and the kid, no food, no fight Oh my God, they tryna survive with no life, no money to pay for them bills and no light People get clever and start selling d**, gotta take that back like History to that, ayt? I'm tryna reach them heights where I might lose sight, long story short: somebody grab the mic I'm tryna reach them heights where I might lose sight, long story short: somebody grab the mic [Verse 3: Humphrey] Black Bishops attacking appeal Watch as we peal off from rappers lacking sk** My spirit's vigorous so watch when pissing us I got the aura of a cobra as I spit venomous, stay cautious My third eye view stay gorgeous You ain't BoomBap, you bored us So goon rap make sure you don't ignore us Black eyes flow with the mantra with chakras in tune with the dharma No credit to ganja, it's all part of the plan podna The double entendre, blind your vishuddi choking your ajna Aggression slowed by the kalachakra sand the Dalai Lama fused with the mandala I'm not amused, brain more complex than pasta Tell your pastor we're past ya We're in heaven with Mister Jah With the al-Mammuar Al-Gaddafi with deasert rivers son, Bishops flow harder