k**ah Priest - L Thianine lyrics

(Hook) L-Theanine . . . L-Theanine . . . Tetrahydrocannibinol [Verse I: k**ah Priest] Street, devotion, love An open slug makes ‘em soak in blood Emotion's touched Families clutch Mothers cry a flood Wishful thinking , then it's drinking Or get high off d** What's in the sky above? A zillion devil masks Worn by the ugly face that makes mirrors crack From a Christmas past Crystals in the gla** Then the lighter Then it's star trek Then where mars at They lose weight Eyes dilate And roll far back f** that It's the god of rap Real n***as nod to that My bars are facts Not fiction The social system The ecosystem The theory of complexity The cube, I'm talking neo-vision Orange, gold, the sun I'm talking, Leos listen (Hook) [Verse 2: k**ah Priest] Yo, seductive poison take out your fam Yo, you've been anointed, gun in your hand Catch him in front of the unemployment Through the news stand Bullets made a clear voyage He grabbed a child for a shield Screams! He ran toward his car But bullets beat him to the dashboard and his wheel Holes through his neck and his shoulder His last cries and alibi connect is over True stories from a k**er's perspective A n***a's collectives DA put him away Should have seen the smile as he exits Project novels, Street gospels Touched the soul, like a little girl is fondled By hands that cold The Tao and physics of Priest Make lyrics that's street Vivid on beats Mystic and deep The eloquent, intelligent From worlds above and beneath (Hook) Verse III It goes off like a silent bomb and quiet screams Invasion of a k**er army from violent scenes From a snow castle wearing frozen crowns Gold ta**els, fringes hanging form his royal gown Mountains, ivory fountains, walls of mac 10s and SKs Esés, gold-headed falcon Colored gla** windows on his limo Gladys Knight can't it be all so simple Peep the raw dosage Quiet explosive of the writers focus So esoteric in high voltage Like 200 milligrams of dilaudid I'll have ‘em nodding Priest the comet Leave a comment I'm all hero like the Hall of Justice They all tried to uses my style like crutches Report form the streets Walter got the coverage