Degrees Songtext / Lyric

[Verse 1 - C-Rayz Walz]

I wrote rhymes on papyrus

Clutch the obelisk

Manifest the true in livin' and reveal the obvious

Prominent, dominant

Hand secret documents

And all the high continents mind your means

Only to be awaken by your third consciousness

Honor this

I hold the secrets to life now with my esophagus

Renew my history every time I build with wisdom

So when they go I don't have regrets

Diss 'em and miss 'em

I'm the light and the prism

The glitch in the system

The assertive victim

Who murdered death

Managed rhythm

Got hype to the chill with sniper skills

Focus my goal

Took a stronghold on my soul

And puffed an L just to inhale hell

Conversatin' with Satan

Contemplatin' to add on elimination

Baptize my lips and spit the Holy Grail

Death and (?) arrogance, causin earthquakes in hell

Old people gossip, adults criticize

We all judgmental, but can't control our own lives

I realized

The worlds on my dick so I pissed in public

Balance the skills, some real hate and love shit

For each slug that hit I got a script with the same

Impact with 10 gats, yo in fact I speak frame

Focus on the real cause I've been that

I got a plan for the self hatred in that



[Hook - 2X]

(*3X*){"Read, study lessons and build your inner power"}

{"The next level doesn't tolerate cowards"}



[Verse 2 - C-Rayz Walz]

I play 21 with crack heads

Slap box (?)

My blocks a danger chamber

Strangers chased by gats

I'm the black target

Spit first, make the jam last

Relentless trenches, beats buried in sand bags

Blast back, splash tracks runnin' water

My new world order buckshot like terry porter

Raised well, you (?) well like Puffy in jail

Ya'll drink bubbly in hell

I'm prevailing in hell

Stuck in a golden pose like the son of Jarell

Contact the most high before your eyes get the smell

Your head swells

Thoughts get heavy like barbells

C-Rayz born to blaze in my presidential caravels

Chiseled in the culture

Conscious cartel

Do the math like vultures

While the god dwells

On the actual fact my bright light violet-ultra

Biting these words will cause ulcers



{"Read"} {"Read"}



[Verse 3 - C-Rayz Walz]

Subterranean brain stats and dirty train tracks rats

Fuck the fame black in the end we the same cats

Nourishment from maggots, soil for the earth

Life is ritual, death is not a curse

If we send first we are blessed in the last stage

I reflect the past age and think straight like Gibraltar

Meditate, burn incense at my alter

Call libation for great queens and forefathers

I shave brother I come with (?)

Understand in my eyes is supreme colour copier

My afterlife as simple as black and white

Still movement like water reflecting the moonlight

I hear voices in my head and obey what they send through

Ain't your vocals upon my thought instrumental

Read, study lessons, build your inner power

Sick ciphers, the minute's being born to this hour



[Hook - 2X]