Bitch I’m Lilmanic I’m back
Put in work 021 know thats a fact
I be walking the shadows so know I don’t cap
Working with multiple bands turn to multiple 
stacks go anxiety attack I aint swimming no shallows
Look at life finding my Deathly Hallows
Demontor surrounds think I’m in Alcatraz 
I’ve gone Sirius inside of the cosmical mass

Made from abundance I sit and I manifest 
Generate what I need all in reply
Look at my problems that slip in the back of the cracks
But your girl she in love with a manikin 
Mind in the thunder I feel mass affect
In the psychedelic while I’m breaking her spine
Hood rat a goblin a back roll been done it a bat 
Smoking whirlwind I got tunnel vision 

Lost my precision when smoking on triple the ripple effect been A grade in the negative 
Making sense cos we been smoking on shit that go over the 20 percent on the minimal
Aint been a criminal I go illegal with diligence when the whole world feel like sitting still 
Really I question reality and all of the aspects that come with the human inside of the windows sill
Ignorantly    willingly willed
Mind been confronted then killed
Ego death ego reform
Twice as large as is before   
Look in the mirror the King of the Serpents delivered 
From hell well the Earth aint as quite as I pictured before  
Smoking a ritual to keep out the shivers
That’s why I don’t fuck with no mids mind your business 
Ya dork

Slow it down my mind a mess I 
Picture heaven sent
Smoked cherry trees the essence breathed
Lips bruised red on her neck
Oh no can’t let her in 
Got spiderwebs in my fucking head
But slowmo her image sink
On breaking through every fucking thread

Baby you know I let down my walls I’m in war zone but I still feel nothing all
She wanna tell me I’m crazy don’t blame her
I hate who I am when my mind in the falls
Lately I been fucking blatant and numb
I can’t help myself I see the matrix distort 
Baby if show the way would follow or turn and go back to the end of the world 

I cannot keep my mouth shut on the fact that world has been governed and always observed
By the people who understand law and the way to control everybody that come from the dirt

Open your eyes cos it’s basically happening right up in front of your mofucking door there’s no need to deny that we stuck in system 
A simulation or real life in a form

Slow it down my mind a mess I 
Picture heaven sent
Smoked cherry trees the essence breathed
Lips bruised red on her neck
Oh no can’t let her in 
Got spiderwebs in my fucking head
But slowmo her image sink
On breaking through every fucking thread

Mania (Prod. Netuh)

notreallymanic