[Vocal Sample Intro]
This world, that world, 2278...in a way, that world, this world, is all the same world, but it was a different world when I was here
[Verse: Cities Aviv]
Yuh, your myth get crushed like a junebug shell
Nigga don't blush, you ain't never seen hell
Conjure up jails, in a clandestine, my bomb
Cast spells like a powerpoint message
Razorblade etching, signify mass repoir
With the irons of spiritual ancestors, mystical transgression
It was never critical, you niggas too soft
Take it to the face before you feel it in your heart
Meal branch idiot, true hill [?]
I traverse sections that you drеam of in the dark
Military arc, that's bone, not art
Many men turn to ash in thе grave
Hit 'em with that one, two, one two three
Glory untold, true story, unsaid
I align with the afterlife prophecy
Machiavelli came to me thrice in the dream
To reach full form nigga, hit you with a spear
All that happens here, reappears, when you meet King Lear
At the black gate, ripples from beyond make the whole earth quake
In the final last year, cleanse my sin
All praises due, praise is due, praise to the ink in my pen
One
This world, that world, 2278...in a way, that world, this world, is all the same world, but it was a different world when I was here
[Verse: Cities Aviv]
Yuh, your myth get crushed like a junebug shell
Nigga don't blush, you ain't never seen hell
Conjure up jails, in a clandestine, my bomb
Cast spells like a powerpoint message
Razorblade etching, signify mass repoir
With the irons of spiritual ancestors, mystical transgression
It was never critical, you niggas too soft
Take it to the face before you feel it in your heart
Meal branch idiot, true hill [?]
I traverse sections that you drеam of in the dark
Military arc, that's bone, not art
Many men turn to ash in thе grave
Hit 'em with that one, two, one two three
Glory untold, true story, unsaid
I align with the afterlife prophecy
Machiavelli came to me thrice in the dream
To reach full form nigga, hit you with a spear
All that happens here, reappears, when you meet King Lear
At the black gate, ripples from beyond make the whole earth quake
In the final last year, cleanse my sin
All praises due, praise is due, praise to the ink in my pen
One
( Cities Aviv )
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