.[Intro]
You on that third eye shit, Huh?
[Verse 1: Dyemond Lewis]
Itâs all illusions, fixed gear cruising
Fixed reality shrouded from governmental pollution
I ainât a saint, the holy ghost up in my aura rebuked it
Itâs the era of indigo and they go with the .
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