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Chemistry Video (MV)




Performed By: Sly
Length: 3:03
Written by: Andrew Downard




Sly - Chemistry Lyrics




It's 2am in this frame of time
Before the witching hour and crimes
My moment, the opus, hypnosis, the focus
My mind can't help to be open
Frozen
Cause I hydrate alcoholics
I enhance smoke with cosmic erotics
No character I claim, blood from my veins
No script in the mix just straight up word play
It's what you put in, so I give my whole attention
Digest directions to make it a profession
I'll run your clock with every ounce of my spit
Speaking to your soul through what we call music
Listen kid
The color of my skin doesn't come close to my color within
It will make sense when you comprehend
That it's a made up concept to begin with

Check the natural order with this symmetry
My chemistry I hope you're hearing me
An old soul heating up the coals
Braking you out of your matrix your playlist
Get woke from all of the above
People still hate they need the love
You already know what's up
When this unlocks your mental handcuffs
So spread my shit

Some get it
Some don't understand
I'm the DNA waking up pineal glands
Bending frequencies, master 11 you see
Inspiration naturally when I breathe
Listening to me is like time warping
Next thing you know, my signature you're forging
We all wanna make it
I'm not gonna fake
You can see I make the eight ball on the break
I'll stomp you out like the ashes you are
You're the same shit that we've seen so far
Let me wake your ass up to this shit
You can't say you have fire when your torch is not lit
I know this is something they not used too
They get lost in the cost of the new shoes
Breaking the fifth wall, exposing the fences
Jumping hurdles, braking circles
Raising your senses
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It's 2am in this frame of time
Before the witching hour and crimes
My moment, the opus, hypnosis, the focus
My mind can't help to be open
Frozen
Cause I hydrate alcoholics
I enhance smoke with cosmic erotics
No character I claim, blood from my veins
No script in the mix just straight up word play
It's what you put in, so I give my whole attention
Digest directions to make it a profession
I'll run your clock with every ounce of my spit
Speaking to your soul through what we call music
Listen kid
The color of my skin doesn't come close to my color within
It will make sense when you comprehend
That it's a made up concept to begin with

Check the natural order with this symmetry
My chemistry I hope you're hearing me
An old soul heating up the coals
Braking you out of your matrix your playlist
Get woke from all of the above
People still hate they need the love
You already know what's up
When this unlocks your mental handcuffs
So spread my shit

Some get it
Some don't understand
I'm the DNA waking up pineal glands
Bending frequencies, master 11 you see
Inspiration naturally when I breathe
Listening to me is like time warping
Next thing you know, my signature you're forging
We all wanna make it
I'm not gonna fake
You can see I make the eight ball on the break
I'll stomp you out like the ashes you are
You're the same shit that we've seen so far
Let me wake your ass up to this shit
You can't say you have fire when your torch is not lit
I know this is something they not used too
They get lost in the cost of the new shoes
Breaking the fifth wall, exposing the fences
Jumping hurdles, braking circles
Raising your senses
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Writer: Andrew Downard
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