Paranom - All Ideas Subliminal (Nas' No Ideas Original Instrumental) lyrics

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Paranom - All Ideas Subliminal (Nas' No Ideas Original Instrumental) lyrics

[Paranom] All idea's subliminal-- it's somethin' true that's put in the gun A mentalism clip weaponizing my tongue Your sadness is where happiness is from-- ethereal livin' with hooded nature That means I provided to who u take from All idea's subliminal-- it's somethin' true that's put in the gun A mentalism clip weaponizing my tongue Your sadness is where happiness begun-- ethereal livin' with hooded nature That means I provided to who u take from If n***as could look inside my eyes-- they'd find Innovation for revolution from random flashes into my mind Transform away from the kind, of consumer abusin' time like a loser But sayin they winnin' behind they computer While deception, the reception-- my bars gettin' to u while textin' Just shut that sh** off and see your reflection These n***as hated cuz I'm beautiful, hard to the earth's core The feelin to the hollow theory-- s**as get burst raw The erotic-- iconic non robotic with 3, laws what I breed Is knowledge wisdom understanding while trees saw The branches of an action planted under a block of granite Was n***as wishin' to be the best, took it for granted My verses is curses, to the media-- meditative cursive Commercially pushin' herses immersed in the furnishin Underground purposes, excavator to percalotor-- poppin' Like perkaset behavior-- droppin' verbatim got em Rockin' noggins in Germany-- the outcome, outside of the frame That sh** that blow your steam outside in the rain I arrived with somethin' to say, though flesh is heaven comprised We still stay, in Hell for 40 days to flood back and prey f** with a 3rd eye shorty camoflagued in a red dress I got so much soul that if I f** her she dead flesh My come up is just marinade for itis-- f** bed rest Annointed like a bishop of the night cuz this life's chess Diagonally, crossin' my chest for metaphors of fatality For the promise I kept to wake u while u slept Anatomy, strokes on the desk like ivory tablets My fingers that linger in p**y-- born force if u push me Is my life path, trailin' the medicine while I jettison Ignite that from Genesis-- a revelators evidence // Matter, animation-- no spark of ism I'm facin' Absorbin' the higher frequencies through herbal alteration-- it's culture While I'm free to feed vultures the carca**as of vipers Fuel to blaze a corporation with economic snipers Holy Grail that spill in a Chrysler, I'm born to blottage ya logic With imagery clocked in pockets of symmetry To cut the pie 5 ways-- no star maps for enemies-- unite the Sustenance slaves-- you fed by thought for days By the grazin', shots flickerin' past your melons Propel the swellin' of what u could answer to with the wrong question So can I live? Bless em, squeeze off a nut professin' Your seed of thought aborted on pages where you daily tested I ride the train reppin' intention with clips of my will power Inventin' a still shower on your session Remotely televised the final lesson.. Snatch ya plane of reality out the sky.. no fear and never guessin' Www.TragicAllies.com Www.PnomMusic.com