The Alchemist - String Cheese lyrics

[Evidence] These are age times, these are fine wines Let's take it all back to the top, these are grapevines These are space rhymes, this is Slow Flow I'd kick a rhyme about space and probably never go though Probably never no-show, once a day they said and if I did Probably be the sh** that I'd be forever regretting You chop confetti all down to smaller pieces 1999, party down for all releases Started with the thesis then I end with the conclusion Order is irrelevant, the purpose is confusion Using my illusion seeing backdrops of pyro Tons of marijuana packaged up inside a silo I was thinking 'bout my rivals and forgot that I had none Peaceful sh** is dead to me, to me I'm trying to add one Sniper with the bad gun, AR and the Magnum Rifle and a condom, bullet that'll tag 'em [Alchemist] Carve headstones, throw on the headphones Rewind it back to the top, I write gemstones Orchestrations that end with a crescendo Imitations, oregano, pretendo Not that deal, I'm fly on my bicycle wheel Time to k**, roll to Venice Beach and throw around the peel Rope down a whale, sun shining, boats out to sail I'm a little too close to success now to fail So ride with me on this journey I'm on my Worthy, coast to coast Big game James, throw on a derby California corazon, that's love I lay in the cut like cortisone