Another Planet ft. $adflcko & A-F-R-O Lyrics

The one a go wonder, I'm showing them up

I'm throwing them under the blunder

Lighting a blunt the smoking shore taking me under

I be alleviating my process, deviating my nonsense

Investigating my conflict, meditating my conscious

Designated with all of my props resonating with all of my block

Head deflating with all of my thoughts, vision like a prophet

Steadily leaving me nauseous, definitely exhausted

Enemies be the monsters never giving up what the cost is

The boom bap dude who knew that groove I'm relaxing

Like red man tune you know it's time for action

Slow it down speed it up

Knowing the sound showing the style beat it up

Fro in town holding it down heat it up

We bout to take you to whole different type of planet

Like Mars or Saturn galactic stars be comet crashing

Audacity of afro, soul of hip hop founders

Oh so astounding teaming up with the Cult Encounters

Blue magic, a blue atlas, but who asked this?

When they told me this shit a sacrifice I'm like who's asking?

When they told me there ain't no afterlife I'm like unmasking

Yellow taped assassins with some mellow strains for whatever happens

I'm like Carmelo mane, I ain't passing

I got some yellow stains on my ftp tee caught lacking

These guns blasting, we all done ain't lasting

Vividly remember these suicidal thoughts and bad dreams

Remember me? recording on a god damn se

Prolly why my shit was so boring

But eventually I came to see it, could never ever repeat it

Together we like undefeated, whichever however I mean it

Forever the cult will have meaning

What if I just backed out right now, would Cult Encounters hit the ground?

I'm just playing around, we got three hundred tracks out

Remember bumming for a pack of loud

My homies all either passed out or blacked out

Cops killing cause they fucking skins brown, what if we switched it around?

Then how would they envision it? I hate this world that we living in, but I just live in it

Dispirited strung out all listening instruments

The plans we implement they all stay infinite

So fuck if you ain't listening, just the littlest bit off from magnificent and it ain't a Coincidence

These less articulate bitching MCs wanna battle with me

Won't get to name dropping, shit, I got afro on the beat

Uh, I got my mask low but that's just for now

Unapologetic lyricism speaking knowledge to the crowd, wow

It's a different feeling seeing your mama smile

He brings in the product and I push up my glasses so I can check it out

Yup, it's back to slanging

Cause ten dollars an hour don't pay off the monthly payments

I smell your blood weak rapper, you all have the same fragrance

Cameras on the spot while hourly I tell my dogs do surveillance

Because these suckers hate being nameless and times are changing

Cult Encounters with afro this shit sounds amazing

They said Amaru put down the stainless

Off the liquor spitting with purpose that's more than what I can say about you

Brainwashed and brainless