J Dilla - The Adversary lyrics

[Verse 1: JFKray] I heard breathing keys but still made this happen We raid the third world like aye aye captain Metal plated hearts standing in a pastiche That sleekly get away with a mile wide niche Sheesh, and made it big from a little boy Then give Iran a soundtrack of their missile toys Drop the bomb that shocked the world thrice and not bar consequence Even the kings would be put in a sarcophagus Then frame Russia to blame for your duffer The last face you see before d**h will be an usher Loose and cold, the test won't be long, one - two Truth be told I'm just dropping bombs on you Radioactive, lethally spreading when I'm on Breaking down MCs two sieverts I go and it ain't wrong MK ultra's aged 50 years, imagine it now Vultures picking our brains until we fathom to bow And go under 6 feet deep submerged in liquid Falling in a tunnel the spirit's gifted Watch the shapes go by for eternity Until your mind fights to become it's own adversary Our 3rd eye's puny in size with the wider Only bump into me in a hadron collider Explore the galaxy in valency or agony But the feds try and confine your fantasy strategy I create sh** brighter than whatever your grades are The universe lighter combine with a quasar As my thoughts get s**ed to a black hole To find dense f**ed and dark to plant a flag pole Then come back to spag bol And get tossed aside on the mic like a ragdoll Infinite expansion across the multiverse To a place in a mansion with a lady and a bulky purse Who rocks a clock on the right hand with diamonds And co*ks a Glock sinister pointing at owners of the islands Got a shot right here But fear of doom soon consumes her and she tears Arms shake and tremble she wants to die last instead She misses and the bullets fly past his head Zooming through wormholes seeing it all Viewing the same pictures and everyday fall Discovering new waves to control the mind Becoming new slaves that patrol behind So find a way to break the speed of light Cause dark might travel faster through fear at night That's the way we get the memo Not through positivity but d**h and escrow I wonder will the lower cla** ever learn To ponder if they see the truth that they better turn? Imagine this from the POV of a solopsist The brain at the bottom of a food chain whilst monarchist 25 crown and a dream it seems I find gold and sew up the game with my seed To make food for thought till the day i get caught And get thrown in jail for selling a plant that they bought A pyramid that sees us the idea was genius I got a fair O in my bank through Jesus So I thank the lord and keep my head down working for his plan At minimum wage as his swords behead Afghanistan That's the day I ran back and figured out the truth And this way i can slack but stay about the booth If we knew what the feds did they say we'd lynch em Isn't that convincing to end even those that hang with em The government control the amount of crack sold So they posses the souls and and all the black gold