Brown Chicken Brown Cow Seen a brick house downtown All I could do was say Wow ILLuminated Mythos A steel band playing crypto calypso by a street post Hot tea honey crumpets honey and oats Hand on over your heart kneel to a 5 headed goat The shadow wants to breakaway from the light source But nothing ain't never that easy Fight for it Stand on ya' toes Dance or face glacing blows Try to hold your pants up with those Brown shoe boy - white hat Stetson McCoy & Mayday McKay The Gargoyle Listen to the beat alone Take adrenachrome First part that freezes you can't feel your toes For what certain thought forms project Sharp horns former wall st exec you don't wanna' be next Who could cash a quadrillion dollar check - count half n rest Wake up - cash the other half when I'm dead You heard what he said Gimmie my bread Gimmie my bread Gimmie my bread Illuminati wants is all n won't stop till they have it all Still - they want more Body organs gored to the core singing ritual song Cleaning products sanitize floors True - lemmie throw a few - the hexagonal ellipsoid droids took a photo of you Shapeshift while you listen to this They got away with it Don't ask me how? a smoldering pile of organic material now That's what I call a Chicago Standoff Their shadows hide But their blatant ways Blind like the sun Free mason lies And bloody games This world is run By silent shadows This world is run Silent shadows We study Scholarship report card through the mail Crypto currency PhD courses in jail They run the world - iLLuminati don't fail False flag details Set sail but don't mess with no whales Master Ptah! "they stole our time!" Imagine how we feel They stole our rhymes I meet the King on his turf Far away from the Serfs n Mercs Somewhere in inner earth with the Smurfs Emotion manifest thought 1st Survival is not taking a picture standing next to a hearse Magnetic Ultra shackles Grab ether plasma No telling what these demons is after Even now I know not what it was for Until thine day I shed my physical coil The blood - died on the cross in the mud with some hard knuckle gloves n a fuel can jug They say it's all love Tried to kill ya' whole internet buzz And you ain't even into that bruh A smoldering pile of organic material now Over a bowl of cereal Wow... It's way up - don't name drop It's way up - don't name drop Don't break the code They're high up - don't name drop They're high up - don't name drop Don't break - don't break the code