(D. ValentS, W. RiverA Sr., & W. RiverA Jr.)

We got you openAutopsy

Papi you are now rockin′

With the god bodies

Our G'dnetics they′ll try to copy

The rest just sloppy, they just jalopies

We got you open

Autopsy

Papi you now rockin' with the god bodies

Our G'dnetics they′ll try to copy

You can′t stop it, You can't stop it

Glistening at the edge of the summit

And its sketched with a terrain out of speck and it smudges

The feeling is numbing, revealing the frequency, the humming

That transport the knowledge the lessons of my suffering

It touches my heart chakra, a plethora of green and it′s aura

Beam me up planetary star dust, the Torah

I violated laws of the quantum intelligence

Dilated the eyes of non believers and negligence

Now I chaperone those who addicted to the physical

Periodically, hypotheses onto mystical

Note that we only temporarily harness the body

Prone to evidently be pardon

I'm Sumadhi

I′m the less road traveled

Ingest globes sorrow

Aeropostale apostles

I'm today′s tomorrow

The message in the bottle

Set adrift with aquatic energy

I'm am worthy infiniteness transported into eternity

I only arise from the pitiful

I am sublimed, I am minuscule

I am designed just to spit to you

Lying in the vines into a whimsical

Cryogenic intertwined into crystals

Sent from ancestors delivered to you

From the ashes I arise, only spiritual

The who, what, where, and why's unequivocal

See the birth of my rising

Been lyrical since umbilical

Selfish get a lil cynical

Brighten up all your visuals

Motions feel a lil whimsical

Ballin Troy ain′t no musical

Entering in my crucible, any mountain is movable, (un)

Music body is fusible when it′s not mere man

Only referring to me I hope you do understand

Been done had the plan, now check out schematics

Future says I will suture, and leave you all imbalanced

Makes difference no challenge, purest of hearts with no malice

I'm gettin hot iron cast it, it seems they could not match it

The way I′m feelin' fantastic, the way I work call it magic

The giant crushed you that′s tragic

While sippin' chillin from chalice

Now growing tough like a callus

Can′t wait to travel to Dallas

And maybe buy me a palace

I'm growing higher than Malus

I be so flyer then Gallus

You can't express then you childish

I′m leakin′ gas pushing mileage

It's just the way how my sound is (yeah)

An every day growin′ older

Never needed your closure

Cuz I know you ain't bout′ it

Suggestions tell ya stop it

Hoping that you got it now

An every day growin' older

Never needed your closure

Cuz I know you ain′t bout' it

Suggestions tell ya stop it

Hoping that you got it now

Used to be prime suspects but we've since been convicted

The charges?

Ill mc′s for life that always ripped it

Camorrah my clans thee immorta

Our alliances might shift

But we still got an aura

Of patron saints

Sins free we ain′t signora

Especially when fully lit like a menorah

Wish we failed but we rose to the occasion

Now nothin phasing we, amazingly we brazen b

Used to set ourselves a blaze

In cyphers, for a killers glaze

They wanted the smoke

But couldn't see thru the haze

Out the shadows

Then the crew emerged lookin craze

If Chess was East L.A. we were those essays

With razor under tongue if you eyeing sideways

Came up in the dog days

Where ya bite was loud as ya bark

And teenage mutants, only came out after dark

Grew up like a wildfire roun a lot hotshots

Embers of our youth still burn like hotspots

Built with gods of war like sun roun Mars

Honor amongst thieves in this music thing of ours

Martial artist for my ninja′s, I throw stars

Swing my best sixteen nunchucks, throw bars

Leonardo D'Valents, Renaissance man, Mic Angelo

What′s a matter fa you no speak Ameritalyano?

Bootlegger runs, unbreakable bonds

7th Son like Raphael in the Le Mans

Clubbing at mirage, we probably hit ya moms

Chronic In the deck, no instrumentals still caught wreck

Rais the Novelist A Don-a-tello-big bro

For sessions used to pick up me and Gutta up tho

Fast forward the future's Will Rivz

Completes the circles, no squares biz

(Shhh) hear that voice in ya head, that says you tough nuff′

Take a pull of the reefer, wait take another puff

Say ya Hail Marys, grip ya rosary

Cuz' we can smell scared

We see through you like hosiery

Female traits, you better cup that ovary

You young-in's ain′t certified, you gon′ need a notary

Going against my fellow creatures

Call me the white reaper with these black features

Blast these songs at my second line, you'll say damn

When you hear my double entendres you missed the first time

We got you open

Autopsy

Papi you are now rockin′

With the god bodies

Our G'dnetics they′ll try to copy

The rest just sloppy, they just jalopies

We got you open

Autopsy

Papi you now rockin' with the god bodies

Our G′dnetics they'll try to copy

You can't stop it, You can′t stop it