Pineal Gland
- Ab-Soul (2012)You are listening to the song Pineal Gland by Ab-Soul, in album Control System. The highest quality of audio that you can download is flac . Also, you can play quality at 32kbps, view lyrics and watch more videos related to this song.
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Lyrics
[Verse 1:]
It was all a dream, I swear it never happened
I wrote like Edgar Allan, I was po' like Edgar Allan
Let me hit the weed, you know I really need that
Missin' screws, bendin' rules like kneecaps
I don't even know what's real, I'm just being real
Makin' moves, you just another human being being still
Play the fool, you jealous dudes are just a plate of food
Tell the truth, I'm the coldest cat, sabertooth
Blaze the booth, blaze the Buddha, this ain't hookah
You hit this shit a few times, you might see the future
Ask my nigga Blocka, we be rollin' up that Blanka
Just retire, if I light this fire I might blow your block up.
[Hook:]
Enjoy your mind trip, but don't trip on your mind
No man is safe from the war goin' on outside
That's right, you ever been conscious in a coma?
Please don't tell my momma, this ain't marijuana
I might be trippin' off that DMT
TDE, limitless like we on NZT
I made my dreams reality, so to speak
Or so they say, I could still be asleep.
[Verse 2:]
The black sheep runnin' with a pack of wolves
Diamond in the rough, tell Brock I need a pack of Woods
Two white cups full of codeine
Plus I got two white sluts down to blow me
Can't you see I'm floating like root beer and ice cream?
My synapses act like lightning
Probably why I'm so enlightenin'
Probably why these niggas can't fuck with me
I'm lookin' like, "Who the fuck invited them?"
They failed in testin', like what's inside of them
Soulo, Soulo – say it like you mean it
My demeanor is the meanest
I'm gettin' meaner by the minute
Its mine, I spend it; my mind is spinnin'
Your time is tickin', the sky's the limit
We in a space where matter don't matter
Just spirit molecules and geometric patterns
Shitted in a crater last time I sat on Saturn
Got a letter from Andromeda, they tryna shrine my bladder.
[Hook:]
Enjoy your mind trip, but don't trip on your mind
No man is safe from the war goin' on outside
That's right, you ever been conscious in a coma?
Please don't tell my momma, this ain't marijuana
I might be trippin' off that DMT
TDE, limitless, like we on NZT
I made my dreams reality, so to speak
Or so they say, I could still be asleep.
[Verse 3:]
I'm in a whole nother realm, go to hell
Last nigga tried to scratch the surface broke a nail
Last nigga tried to cross the line got crucified
We overseas, back-to-back, never wore Chanel
The new nucleus never sittin' in a cell
Genius idiot, best description of myself
I'm in a fuckin' lab coat, rhymin' as high as shit
When I die, donate my organs to science, bitch!.
[Outro x3:]
You got three eyes, three eyes, three eyes
You got three eyes, three eyes, three eyes
You got three eyes, three eyes, three eyes
You got three eyes, but you can never see I's.
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