Blasé - Shugah Plum lyrics

[Gabe 'Nandez] Yo what the deal unlocking the third seal The 5 elements combined in one feel One way of living through my days on the map So i choose to spend time writing these raw raps Bust with the ill technique Communicating the message in tongues when I speak Not quite the type to hype the elite This is underdog music for my Hip Hop peeps Yo we've all seen things I just spit my what I've seen to what the beat brings Call the sh** strange when you ain't really ever thought of it Is matter over mind or is it actually the opposite? Hello, I've come to stem the tide And brought all of my n***as along for the ride On an odyssey through space in the search of something major Gathering data from all sides of the equator Damn n***a f**in' ing, n***a speaking to this fella who was eyeing me and uh Funny how he peered with a gaze low key I guess there's really no end to what the third eye see n***as wanna mash for the cash and the j**ellery But it ain't about where the stash of ice and the mulah be Imma put it out there in case it's a eulogy I ain't trying to be rapper, I'm trying to MC There is simply no competition You dont stand a chance in this game like i'm Richard Nixon Lyrical friction, mankinds clock is ticking My n***a grab your sh** and lets dip cause the time has risen Yo i hear a beat and go apesh** When i grab the microphone i transform, shapeshift Mastering the art handed to me by the ancients Secrets of the universe revealed to me through patience If you wanna hang with the set You gotta understand that the plan is to get The rear wheels rollin' for this revolution sh** And if you thinking its not time then you really confusing it See heres the situation I gotta make this music cause I feel the inspiration There ain't a doubt in my mind so im out here trynna make it So i won't end up another wandering pondering vagrant Who know what the ultimate flow can achieve Who wrote the code and planted the first seed? Was it Adam or Eve? or madam and Steve Possib-ah-ly it was Gabe Nandez or maybe thats just me And actually it happens to be that factually it was casually written inaccurately Yo I missed the end of the damn world? Spare me I was busy dancing with the sugar plum fairy She left scratch marks on my back Holes in my brain, on my arms and on the track I pour my soul through the holes that was etched in my skin And channel that raw energy that'll be it for sin