Tylr C x $adflcko x A-F-R-O - Another Planet

The one a go wonder, I'm showing them up
I'm throwing them under the blunder
Lighting a blunt the smoking shore taking me under
I be alleviating my process, deviating my nonsense
Investigating my conflict, meditating my conscious
Designated with all of my props resonating with all of my block
Head deflating with all of my thoughts, vision like a prophet
Steadily leaving me nauseous, definitely exhausted
Enemies be the monsters never giving up what the cost is
The boom bap dude who knew that groove I'm relaxing
Like red man tune you know it's time for action
Slow it down speed it up
Knowing the sound showing the style beat it up
Fro in town holding it down heat it up
We bout to take you to whole different type of planet
Like Mars or Saturn galactic stars be comet crashing
Audacity of afro, soul of hip hop founders
Oh so astounding teaming up with the Cult Encounters
Blue magic, a blue atlas, but who asked this?
When they told me this shit a sacrifice I'm like who's asking?
When they told me there ain't no afterlife I'm like unmasking
Yellow taped assassins with some mellow strains for whatever happens
I'm like Carmelo mane, I ain't passing
I got some yellow stains on my ftp tee caught lacking
These guns blasting, we all done ain't lasting
Vividly remember these suicidal thoughts and bad dreams
Remember me? recording on a god damn se
Prolly why my shit was so boring
But eventually I came to see it, could never ever repeat it
Together we like undefeated, whichever however I mean it
Forever the cult will have meaning
What if I just backed out right now, would Cult Encounters hit the ground?
I'm just playing around, we got three hundred tracks out
Remember bumming for a pack of loud
My homies all either passed out or blacked out
Cops killing cause they fucking skins brown, what if we switched it around?
Then how would they envision it? I hate this world that we living in, but I just live in it
Dispirited strung out all listening instruments
The plans we implement they all stay infinite
So fuck if you ain't listening, just the littlest bit off from magnificent and it ain't a Coincidence
These less articulate bitching MCs wanna battle with me
Won't get to name dropping, shit, I got afro on the beat
Uh, I got my mask low but that's just for now
Unapologetic lyricism speaking knowledge to the crowd, wow
It's a different feeling seeing your mama smile
He brings in the product and I push up my glasses so I can check it out
Yup, it's back to slanging
Cause ten dollars an hour don't pay off the monthly payments
I smell your blood weak rapper, you all have the same fragrance
Cameras on the spot while hourly I tell my dogs do surveillance
Because these suckers hate being nameless and times are changing
Cult Encounters with afro this shit sounds amazing
They said Amaru put down the stainless
Off the liquor spitting with purpose that's more than what I can say about you
Brainwashed and brainless

Written by:
DANIEL CARLOS MATIAS, DOUGLAS BRADLEY JR SCHNEIDER

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