Satan Gives Me Luminous Intellect

[Intro] Fumes of doom, shrooms I ingested Chest hair on my broom, room smell like it's in a septic Life is hard, I have to accept it Fuck it, if I'm livin' in Hell, might as well get connected Met the Devil in the Temple of the Goons He said, "If you sell your soul, you'll be better than DOOM" I don't believe you, I'ma need some proof He turned on the drum and bass, dropped the loops [Verse 1] Yo, Satan gave me luminous intellect, the shroom effect Ruined for lesser rap since the first time I tuned to cassette Had to confess to the tombstone on top of the bed It said, "You have been chosen, my son, soon you'll be dead" I'm from the land where there's nothing but plagues and smoke While you take a toke, there's a goat that can float on a boat And he know all the quotes to all your favorite songs I said, "Shit, nigga, we gotta make a song" [Pre-Chorus] Yeah, this shit here just a tune-up We workin' on some shit that's too sick for y'all to consume I tell 'em Yeah, this shit here just a tune-up We workin' on some shit that's too sick for y'all to consume I tell 'em [Chorus] I told 'em Yeah, this shit here just a tune-up We workin' on some shit that's too sick for y'all to consume I told 'em Yeah, this shit here just a tune-up We workin' on some shit that's too sick for y'all to consume I told 'em Yeah, this shit here just a tune-up We workin' on some shit that's too sick for y'all to consume I told 'em Yeah, this shit here just a tune-up We workin' on some shit that's too sick for y'all to consume [Verse 2] Ayo, Satan gave me luminous intellect, the shroom effect I get straight to the point like the horn on a unicorn Mind like the movie with the bitch with the computer head Futuristic digital spit, spewin' through my dreads Might drop an album, only make a single copy Told me it would make the internet go crazy like a single-armed boxer With an itchy palm, probably gonna give you a single warning Might drop a single song Oh, word? Yo, when is it comin'? "Next year," oh, you serious? I ain't in a hurry You heard what I said I was sent to Earth to fill your head with so much dirt You're gonna have to be buried I said I was sent to Earth to fill your head with so much dirt You're gonna have to be buried [Pre-Chorus] I told 'em Yeah, this shit here just a tune-up We workin' on some shit that's too sick for y'all to consume I told 'em Yeah, this shit here just a tune-up We workin' on some shit that's too sick for y'all to consume I told 'em [Chorus] Yeah, this shit here just a tune-up We workin' on some shit that's too sick for y'all to consume I told 'em Yeah, this shit here just a tune-up We workin' on some shit that's too sick for y'all to consume I told 'em Yeah, this shit here just a tune-up We workin' on some shit that's too sick for y'all to consume I told 'em Yeah, this shit here just a tune-up We workin' on some shit that's too sick for y'all to consume I told 'em [Outro] Yeah, this shit here just a tune-up We workin' on some shit that's too sick for y'all to consume I told 'em Yeah, this shit here just a tune-up We workin' on some shit that's too sick for y'all to consume I told 'em Yeah, this shit here just a tune-up We workin' on some shit that's too sick for y'all to consume I told 'em Yeah, this shit here just a tune-up We workin' on some shit that's too sick for y'all to consume