Drew The Architect - Andelon lyrics

-So what am I saying? -I don't really know cause its not important [Rozz Dyliams] It was '97. I was working off the pager We were smoking blunts, listening to skunk anansie With the mac eleven and all the accesories out on the kitchen table Mossimo bags, and party favors Hunter green grand prix. '93 A cactus with sungla**es, on the antenna The only one who accompany me Back and forth, state to state, releasing the energy rap From a mobile trap, with Ohio plates Had to pay the cost, and suffer pain and loss All my protectors and collectors look like Rayna Foss All over they faces. Then I'm skating off I love to talk about myself, I just hate to talk To someone of a lesser status, who don't understand the madness And what the frelling hell is up with the pressure patterns Dylan keep it going 'til it hurt Off into the summer, hitting summer with the damn work This is a demonstration, of activation, across the nation A gift to all nations From all sides Let the love get multiplied Open your mind, and open it wide, and go deep inside And let your spirit be the guide To a spiral dragging dreaming sequence A newfound, unlocked personal achievement No jive lip guff talk b**h boy bein' Just straight emceein' Keeping it hardest of the hardcore, with a vivid vision Of destruction and disorder, for a modern war I'ma keep it rocking 'til my body rotten, long forgotten I got mental illness, so a nine to five is not an option I'ma crush your head in with a 909, and keep on stomping If you doesn't comprehend, you never will, you never got it It went from finast, to tops, to tops, to heinens, and thats when it stops It went from finast, to tops, and tops, to heinens, and thats when it stops Oh my god I feel like I've been gone for a century