Illicit ft. Terence McKenna Lyrics

Steamrollers and vapes

Bonobos and apes

Silver-back silver haze

Blaze with them for 50 days

If that's what it takes, to prove to the world I'm stoned ape

Well, I'm stoned ape

Like Terence McKenna, making the illest of visions

Spilling the wisdom, the village chilling

Instilling that feeling, that crystal wisdom within them

Bending the wind in the minor pentatonic

Suspending suspicious tendencies to tilt what I spin

Into the villainous vision, the villain, the victim, the villainous victim, convicted again

The vexed and vicious cycle's complete, and the circumference just a piece

And the circumference is really just a variable

It's all variable

Yeah yeah

Catch my drift, it's 3am and I'm lit

On that ethereal tip, spark a spliff, that's my shit, like RIP RIP, like RIP RIP

Bury ya and barely leave nary a witness

Leaving the area, dipping

Leaving them various glimpses and

I got nefarious intentions, overcome by tension make me sick man, it's sickening

That's why I'm the illiest

That's why I'm the illest

That's ill-illicsticism

Aleister says I'm a mystic and I've been tripping since I was just an incy-wince

I was just a little kid and I thought, yeah I thought to myself

And that's all, that's all it ever took

Every fucking cover, of every fucking book got mistook or mistaken

That's what? A common misconception

I picked a direction, no deflection, I'm wrecking, I reckon

So let's make a deal