Joey BadASS - Enter the Void lyrics

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[Verse 1: Ab-Soul]

Tell my momma I'm a shaman rhyming

Jesus Christ and Shawn Carter are my only idols

No, Jesus Christ and Shawn Carter are my only rivals

I'm the Messiah of rap, my catalog's the Bible

To the new generation of lost souls

Student loans, iPhones, reality TV shows

It shows a host of wise, but blind drones

Post Babylonia, so I'm told

It could be balogna, so I don't hold it to be fact

Just tryna put the pieces together, puzzled by this madness

If that dollar crashes, niggas gone panic

What we gonna do? How we gon eat? Don't even know how to

Grow fruit, detached from your roots, nigga, me too

I'm doing drugs, fornicating and eating fast food

But I know I got three eyes cause I'm looking at you

[Hook: Joey Bada$$ (and Ab-Soul)]

Enter the void

This for my hundred dollar businesses to destroy

Spreading word of knowledge to through decoys

People realize that it's time to deploy

Stay on point - open your third eye, boy

(And keep your motherfucking Chakras open

Keep your motherfucking Chakras open

Keep your mouth shut and keep your motherfucking Chakras open

Keep your all seeing eye open)

[Verse 2: Joey Bada$$]

Had to escape nest, told Moms I'm Apex

And plus I lay checks, I bust in the latex

So it's nothing stopping the kid if you get where I come from

Busting conundrums on nuns and condoms

Don't want no problems, It's the number one solver

Can't see me with these sentences, get your bars up

I'm close to the pen, I depend on this shit

Ain't tryna be dead bent, I'll ascend off this spliff

You can't pretend with this shit

See, I know what's real and what isn't

Ain't shit obscured with my vision, plus the herbs that I'm hittin'

Allow me to observe what is hidden

Could have been a cherry-pickin' nigga, if I ain't make jams and bury niggas

Used to be the sweetest 'til life handed me dilemmas, nigga

Now everyday I see the sour patches

The flower of life devoured into ashes

[Hook]