KOG lyrics

[Verse 1:REEK THE CLERIC]
b*tches running up and flashing like a photo sb's on while I'm sipping on that slo-mo

I be the Unholiest the oracle ,She wanna chill with me
Cause my aura cool ,G star jeans kind of sort of dude

In these rhymes I write my life like a thesis
When I was 12 I went to hell for snuffing Jesus
f*ck that man the masses gon believe this
I'm unstoppable the abominable for reasons
Ain't nobody keeping no tabs on me, I got some tabs on me
f*ck with me baby meet the unholy army
We jus tryna party
But pardon me,im probably
John Locke on adderal , arguably
Somewhere in the astrals, mob with me
Ya third eye calcified , so its hard to see
My Aura poppin' like a zanny
I'm out of site, before ya b*tch could even find her panties
The blunt ignites, the only hairy b*tch I like is Mary
Sincerely,got bigger things to stress over than superstition
Assassinate the secret service ,when I tote the smithin
Rip up the
Declaration ,Overthrow the system
Deep meditation ,n*gga my soul is missin'
The goal is to get top from whoever you kissin'
Trust me I'm a f*cking cloud stomper
Master of the mantra
f*ck a gun n*gga better open up ya chakra
Even tho you heathens prolly won't even bother
I'm the godfather
Of
Everything mystical
Put unholy homies where ever the abyss would go
Twisting up ya mind, And f*ckin up ya physical
Prolly why ya ho down to roll like a tissue though
She claim that you so got damn predictable
Call me young actavis or astral
Don't believe in yolo cause I been here In the past ho
I'm pretty sure in every single life I am an as*h*le
But this might be my first speech to the mass yo
Thinking without no barriers
f*ck god cuz when I call he ain't hearin us
f*ck satan too he da one dat put the fear in ya
But ain't no such thang
Just the yin and the yang
Negatives and positives keep the world f*ckin sane
You couldn't even fathom, My synapses reactions
That's why I'm Rolling wit the unholy faction
These vibrations you wouldn't understand it
Vivid ass lyrics everything I say is candid
While n*ggas in the hood let it blast like a cannon
Im an avid substance abuser , Thee unholy recruiter
You into higher counciousness than I'm ya f*ckin tutor
Tryna spread a message no intentions of malice
Kick knowledge to ya dome till ya ears get caliced
f*ck whatever you rock we still anti-stylist

Wish that I could put my lucid dreams on replay
If life's a b*tch, tell me why the f*ck she so easy
The world spin around like a record ... Who the d-j?