[Intro – 4 bars] Ok,, One Hit, Then.. Focus. They think this makes you slow? Nah... it just speeds up the thoughts they can't see. Lyrical Deathmachine... Step seventeen. [Verse 1 – 8 bars] I’m sparking the fire, I’m getting much higher, the lyrical flyer The master of wire, the one they admire, I’ll never tire I’m grinding the green, I’m the ghost in the machine, I’m keeping it clean I’m hitting the scene with a tactical lean and a visionary sheen It’s medicinal, lyrical, spiritual, visual, totally ritual Actual, factual, practical, tactical, never habitual I inhale the wisdom, I exhale the system, I never missed em I twisted and kissed em and put em in prison and then I dismissed em. [Hook – 8 bars] I’m smoking weed, but I’m moving at light speed Sowing the seed of the lyrical breed It’s a natural need for the mental freed Ignore all the greed and just follow the lead Yeah, smoking weed, while I’m building the plan Doing exactly what they said I never can Filter the noise through the haze and the smoke The industry’s nothing but a legendary joke. [Verse 2 – 8 bars] I’m-a-be-lighting-the-bud-and-the-thud-and-the-mud-in-the-blood I’m-starting-a-flood-of-the-market-a-stud-with-the-lyrical-thud My-eyes-are-all-red-but-the-logic-is-fed-with-the-words-that-I-said I’m-tucking-the-stress-in-a-beautiful-bed-till-the-worries-are-dead It’s-a-super-silver-a-haze-and-a-glimmer-the-shimmer-the-thinner I’m-eating-the-dinner-of-sinners-a-winner-the-beginner-the-spinner I-don’t-need-a-drink-I-just-need-to-think-in-the-blink-of-a-wink I’m-standing-on-brink-of-the-ink-and-the-pink-and-the-lyrical-link. [Verse 3 – 8 bars] OG- Kush in the bush, I’m-a-push-to-the-mush-with-the-gush I’m-quiet-and-hush-with-the-rush-and-the-flush-and-the-lyrical-brush I’m-painting-the-smoke-in-the-air-with-a-flare-and-a-glare-and-a-stare I’m-stripping-it-bare-with-a-care-and-a-rare-lyrical-snare One puff for the pain, two puffs for the brain, I’m-a-stay-in-the-lane I’m-breaking-the-chain-of-the-sane-in-the-rain-of-the-lyrical-gain It’s-a-botanical-maniac-plan-of-an-actual-factual-clan I’m-doing-the-most-with-the-toast-and-the-ghost-in-the-legendary-pan. [Hook – 8 bars] I’m smoking weed, but I’m moving at light speed Sowing the seed of the lyrical breed It’s a natural need for the mental freed Ignore all the greed and just follow the lead Yeah, smoking weed, while I’m building the plan Doing exactly what they said I never can Filter the noise through the haze and the smoke The industry’s nothing but a legendary joke. [Verse 4 – 8 bars] The scent in the room is the scent of the doom of the rappers I groom I’m clearing the gloom with a boom and a zoom and a lyrical broom I’m rolling the paper, the vapor, the caper, the legendary shaper I’m-a-be-sharper-than-ever-the-clever-lyrical-draper I-don’t-get-the-munchies-I-get-the-ambition-the-vision-the-mission I’m-placing-the-industry-into-a-medical-condition Total-focus-the-hocus-the-pocus-the-locust-the-crocus I’m-bringing-the-smoke-to-the-yoke-of-the-folk-in-the-lyrical-focus. [Verse 5 – 8 bars] Cali-tins-with-the-wins-and-the-sins-and-the-lyrical-bins I’m-spinning-the-pins-and-the-fins-and-the-twins-and-the-lyrical-gins? No. I-keep-it-all-natural-factual-actual-tactical-pack I’m-never-slack-with-the-knack-of-the-black-on-the-lyrical-track The-ash-is-the-past-and-the-future-is-fast-as-a-blast-in-a-cast I’m-holding-the-mast-in-the-last-of-the-vast-and-the-lyrical-past Slow-down-the-tempo-to-speed-up-the-mental-transcendental-ass I’m-smoking-the-best-and-I’m-leaving-the-rest-in-the-lyrical-grass. [Hook – 8 bars] I’m smoking weed, but I’m moving at light speed Sowing the seed of the lyrical breed It’s a natural need for the mental freed Ignore all the greed and just follow the lead Yeah, smoking weed, while I’m building the plan Doing exactly what they said I never can Filter the noise through the haze and the smoke The industry’s nothing but a legendary joke. [Bridge – 12 bars] (Music gets hazy, dub-style echo effects on the vocals) Deep inhale... hold it. Feel the rhythm in the DNA. They call it a drug, I call it a lens. Everything is clearer now. The lies, the fakes, the snakes... I see right through the curtains. One more spark for the road. One more bar for the soul. Stay elevated. Stay concentrated. RCW... higher than the clouds. (Coughing sound followed by laughter) [Hook – 8 bars] I’m smoking weed, but I’m moving at light speed Sowing the seed of the lyrical breed It’s a natural need for the mental freed Ignore all the greed and just follow the lead Yeah, smoking weed, while I’m building the plan Doing exactly what they said I never can Filter the noise through the haze and the smoke The industry’s nothing but a legendary joke. [Outro – 4 bars] (Sound of a lighter flicking and a deep exhale) Smoke 'em if you got 'em. KB. R.C.W. Productions. Elevated. (Music fades into a hazy synth pad)
