[Intro: Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas Sample]
When I came to, the general back-alley ambience of the suite was so rotten, so incredibly foul
How long had I been lying there?
All these signs of violence
What had happened?
There was evidence in this room of excessive consumption of almost every type of drug known to civilized man since 1544 AD

[Verse 1: KOOL A.D.]
Yes y'all and it don't stop
Real hip-hop
Fuck the cops, fuck the crooked ass government they all Nazis
Fuck the NSA, they snapping flicks like paparazzi
Real action, fuck policy
See how I drop quality plus quantity
KOOL A.D. cold style with philosophy
Give it to you straight with the heavenly energy
Cleverly render you gently to a state of reverie
Severed a connection from the mind to the physical
Hit you with divine metaphysical style so
Spiritual, acid trail visual
Night clouds the bulbous shimmering brilliant look
Diamonds, minerals, virtual reality the emerald green canopies
Triple-double fantasy
Alabaster samovar-type, referential arabian nice
Laser-eye god vision with the multiple refracting repeater light prism, the gentle reminders
The life sign describers
Nothing is everything, everything is nothing, nothing
[Interlude: Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas Sample]
There he goes
One of God's own prototypes
A high-powered mutant of some kind never even considered for mass production
Too weird to live, too rare to die

[Verse 2: KOOL A.D.]
Huh
Truth extravagant, vagrant migrant, adamant
Lend y'all ears to the easements I manage I'm the management
Look how the planets rearrange in the sky in coadvantage quick
KOOL A.D., young Spanish kid, handle it
African, damn I go, hella mannish with it
Hit you with them feelings that you be feelin at the fucking candlelit vigils and shit
The facts of it is this
Cancel your fear and embarrassment, share a bit
Open up the air a bit
Yes I admit - I'm an arrogant, motherfucking asshole
Never will apologise for being me, look at me
What do you see in me, what do you see in you
Feel the music plus how if music might be feeling you?
Tsss, see the real in you, act accordingly
See how your boy stack paper like quarterly
Shout out to the four seasons winter, spring, summer and fall
Every fucking day imma ball like the earth is
What a magic beauty the work is, work this, murk this
Damn imma fucking preacher man at the church bitch
Sure as shit, nobody perfect
Holy shit, KOOL A.D. with the hypnosis-nosis
Real shit for your mind
One time for your mental
I go super-duper fucking mania on instrumentals
KOOL A.D