Psychedelic Ascension

Mr Traumatik

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Post Traumatik Stress Disorder

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[Hook] Humanity is equal, fuck higher class and low class Drink some Ayahuasca, you don't even need to smoke crack Fuck Valium, stay away from Prozac You'd be better licking psychedelics off a toad's back That's a known fact, flipping heck I'm hoping They're sucking on balloons and they're sniffing ket and choking Their bodies' shaking and they're dripping wet and soaking Stick to natural plants and you'll be tripping less and floating [Verse 1] I'm talking truth and now they're thinking Traumatik's mad I'm talking truth so the truth is I'm a savage lad Truth hurts so I kill 'em using tragic facts You need to be responsible and take the planet back Human beings must be blinded by cataracts I'm sticking razors on my hands and giving them happy slaps People panic, the place is getting manic But every human being must die to save the habitat So fuck it I'm going mad and grabbing cash Growing hydroponics and feeding them organic mass Grabbing hand fulls of cannabis from plastic bags, then I'm rolling up and smoking up the magic fags I'm making oil from the buds I'm also dabbing wax, I'm doing big bombs of Mandy then I'm shagging slags I'm taking massive dabs of LSD and acid tabs I'm flying round the universe 'cause I'm an intergalactic lad When it comes to psychedelics I'm the master I'm activating all my low and higher chakras I'm taking DMT, drinking Ayahuasca Then I'm eating magic mushrooms with my fish and pie and pasta I'm like a Rasta all I do is smoke the 'erbal Infinite supply I don't need a home to burgle Every day I got the grades, no commercial And I'm mentally a mess and in my head there's loads of hurdles I'm tripping out on ecstasy the roads are purple I'm seeing sacred symmetry and roads are circles No rehearsal, I be the first to mention Every second of the day I want to leave the third dimension You can learn ascension by taking psychedelics Only natural plants though, cheap drugs are quite pathetic I'm like a crazy scientist I'm like a medic These psychedelic compounds have altered my genetics [Hook] Fuck higher class and low class Drink some Ayahuasca, you don't even need to smoke crack Fuck Valium, stay away from Prozac You'd be better licking psychedelics off a toad's back That's a known fact, flipping heck I'm hoping They're sucking on balloons and they're sniffing ket and choking Their bodies' shaking and they're dripping wet and soaking Stick to natural plants and you'll be tripping less and floating Humanity is equal, fuck higher class and low class Drink some Ayahuasca, you don't even need to smoke crack Fuck Valium, stay away from Prozac You'd be better licking psychedelics off a toad's back That's a known fact, flipping heck I'm hoping They're sucking on balloons and they're sniffing ket and choking Their bodies' shaking and they're dripping wet and soaking Stick to natural plants and you'll be tripping less and floating [Verse 2: ?] Fuck the pharmacist, I'm blazing on some magic [?] Helps you take the pain away from shit that just attacks you fast Wanna have your funeral, visit the pharmaceutical The stuff they put in medicine will have the reaper grab your heart Quick time, flip rhymes, I'm spiritual They try to murder us through subliminals through the visuals But the people have to research all the natural remedies That our ancestors survived unpleasantly for centuries I'm telling these, you don't have to draw for the shotty If you're feeling nervous, draw for them California poppies 'Cause they help with anxiety, keep the brain firing Knowledge from the trees just absorbs through my body Shout out Mr 'Matik, showed me 'bout the Ayahausca Yes they demonise it like the guys who light the ganja Fuck me mugging, I am tree hugging Grabbing all the plants you know I'm always smoking like a Rasta Bang on it, bang bang on it Smoking dank and I'm bang on chronic I don't care what day of the week it is, I always cop it But it's good to have flavours, shout out dealers giving out tasters [?] in the system, you can tell just by the taste of the vapours I'm always smoking, I ain't boasting It just works for me, that Blue Cheese is overly potent When I roll a zoot, I roll with a roach in, I smoke to the roaches Then I roll another one Bill another zoot when I put the dank in, [?] this spliff is massive [?] back rolling, different tactics Less paper, better flavour Till that zoot, major plays up Blaze your As up I don't care, man could blaze an A cup Bill another zoot, that's a baseball bat I'm smoking weed, I ain't smoking crack I'm lighting up this big head, this cone is fat Nah, I ain't holding back Touch my zoot get a load of slaps I'm just writing bars in my yard and smoking weed in my cul-de-sac