[Verse 1: Mxlplx]
Inspired by the madness, lowest of social classes
Tried to feel the magic in holding down the masses
Of pain that make the classic, fuck the mainstream, I can't quit
Relaying the damage, the way of the savage
Has inflicted pon my attic of thoughts so sporadic
It's hard to relax without semi-automatic
Attacking the plastic vast majority of boring people
I can't stand with the passion like Cassius
Lit em up like matches, leave fire to them snatches
Turn pussy clots to ashes, thirteen hundred lashes
Across them backs with the blackest of black whips
Leaving spineless backs split, releasing mindless havoc
Every time I have shit to give them bastards
That think bullshit matters, I spit on them actors
Acting like dumbasses for not doing nothing but fucking up this life
I want to buck em down, I wanna buck em down tonight
I want to buck em down cuz I want to feel alright
[Verse 2: Young G]
The smoothest to use this, I'm high under pressure
Tremors with endeavors more than you could measure
For every young man could be distracted by pleasure
Peace and happiness - the soul's lost treasure
Sunken and drunken pirates on the high sea
Renaissance of clever taunts try me
Babylon with 1% could buy me
And all I'm trying to do is establish who I be
Steal my young rebels and listen to the night
Melodies and treble, the bass just slams tight
Should another man stand alone? Look to my right
Left centers enter, leaves sight, out of sight
Destiny's just testing me and everything's a pass
Infinity, divinity sits along the path
Celibate and relevant, the case of the wrath
Burning in the Devil's playbook, trying to do the math
I can be so made yet I dwell in so little time
Pictures of the scriptures encrypted in the mind
The enchantment we see when we feel divine
Lost in the tossed in the fractures we designed
The new ineffectual rebel intellectual
Confide while sexual, mutual reject you, still
The patterns shattered, antimatter
Drew positions of ignitions, divisions charge the hill
Relations in Ignatian, relaxation chasing
Embracing innovation, bracing motivation
Exuberance fills the hostile empire
Rudiments thrill pentecostal desire
Fire up another for your boy Young G
Out the 916, Sacramento, baby
[Verse 3: Mxlplx, w/ Young G]
Raised in the fire by flames of desire
Burnt to the wire, turned out like tires
Leaving tracks in a mire, check me status and get higher
While I slap another liar, pimp slapped every biter
On the scene, not a fighter or a lover
Just a mean motherfucker with the mind that stays under my control
Makes em wonder why I roll without brakes, highway patrol on the chase
Let em know, accelerate, headed with no one to take
The heat my high soul create
Complete the mission and vacate, fishing for wisdom in a lake
Of pain I found by mistake, rain coming down on my face
Got to get a handle on my faith
Cosmically traveling through space, realized not many can relate
But give a fuck cuz it's my fate
Eyeballs on the Sun as I prepare to split the gates
Can't wait til I come, til I come I can't wait
Better be loading their guns cuz there'll be no escape
The beginning of the end has begun to take place
[Outro: Young G and Ill Ian]
The beginning of the end has begun to take place
The beginning of the end has begun to take place
The beginning of the end has begun to take place
So you better make sure that your weed ain't laced
The beginning of the end has begun to take place
The beginning of the end has begun to take place
The beginning of the end has begun to take place
Put my Cadillac in overdrive, I'm heading to space
