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Lyricist: K.A.A.N.
| Song: | Garden Of Eden |  
| Album: | L.M.R | Genres: |  |  
| Year: |  | Length: | 227 sec |  Lyrics: 
 [Hook]Carcinogenic
 I'm inhalin' fumes that are carcinogenic
 Carcinogenic, carcinogenic
 I'm inhalin' fumes that are carcinogenic
 Carcinogenic, carcinogenic
 I'm inhalin' fumes that are carcinogenic
 I'm inhalin' fumes that are carcinogenic
 I'm inhalin' fumes that are carcinogenic
 
 [Verse 1]
 This my last letter to my loved ones
 It says sayonara, it was nice to meet ya
 I'm at the mountain top with warm green pastures
 Or the purgatory as my life flashes
 I close my eyes and take a deep breathe
 I'm screaming 'fuck the world!' I don't need stress
 So I'ma cock the pistol then I pull the trigger until I flat-line and I breathe less
 My God, you left a nigga terrified, mentally paralyzed, stuck in a paradigm
 And I can't sleep, I need more pills, I'm havin' nightmares, it seems so real
 From havin' premonitions of an early death
 To gettin' no rest like an insomniac
 Give me a prophylactic and a Cognac
 That shit'll calm me down and keep my soul intact
 And as a matter of fact, I'ma toe this line
 '69 psychedelics try to bring back that feelin' of real
 That's all that people used to feel
 When music was from the soul, and money didn't control the arts
 A sick integrity compromisin' the quality
 Profitizing from all hypocrisy and your honesty
 Givin' you my opinion for feelin' indifferent honestly
 Prayin' I'm only judged for the way I sound sonically
 
 [Hook]
 Carcinogenic
 I'm inhalin' fumes that are carcinogenic
 Carcinogenic, carcinogenic
 I'm inhalin' fumes that are carcinogenic
 Carcinogenic, carcinogenic
 I'm inhalin' that are carcinogenic
 I'm inhalin' fumes that are carcinogenic
 I'm inhalin' fumes that are carcinogenic
 
 [Verse 2]
 This, a cold world that we reside in
 Currently confirming that society focuses on currency
 A deterrent, assurin' this affirmation of evidence
 I previously said it was regulated by confidence
 It's all actual competence
 Knockin' over the contents of my anti-depressants
 Right next to my will and testament
 This life I live of sin is what my soul is invested in
 A nigga can't turn back now, I'm a veteran
 Slow it down, slow it down, slow it down!
 Nah nigga let the mothafucka breathe though!
 In the garage with the door drawn down
 And the windows rolled up
 Exhaust fumes goin' off
 It's carbon monoxide
 As the common denominator
 Desensitizing my mind
 And immortalizing my spirit
 Emotions within my lyrics
 Soliloquies from a purist
 I hope you mothafuckas feel it
 The realest (the realest)
 
 [Hook]
 Carcinogenic
 I'm inhalin' fumes that are carcinogenic
 Carcinogenic, carcinogenic
 I'm inhalin' fumes that are carcinogenic
 Carcinogenic, carcinogenic
 I'm inhalin' that are carcinogenic
 I'm inhalin' fumes that are carcinogenic
 I'm inhalin' fumes that are carcinogenic
 
 [Bridge]
 Nigga I'm too high and I'm faded (faded)
 Too high and I'm faded (faded)
 Too high and I'm faded (faded)
 Too high and I'm faded
 Nigga I'm too high and I'm fucked up
 I'm too high and I'm fucked up
 I'm too high and I'm fucked up
 I'm too high and I'm fucked up
 Nigga I'm too high and I'm leanin' (faded)
 Too high and I'm leanin' (faded)
 Too high and I'm leanin' (faded)
 Too high and I'm leanin' (faded)
 Too high and I'm leanin' (faded)
 Too high and I'm leanin' (faded)
 Too high and I'm leanin' (faded)
 Too high and I'm leanin' now
 
 [Verse 3]
 The goal of this track, let me make that shit clear
 As you dive in my mind and indulge in my fears
 While I'm lookin' around at the stares of my peers
 And these voices I hear throwin' daggers of hatred that's piercin' my ears
 Causin' pain when I think
 I'm drownin' myself in this bottomless drink
 Someone tell my mama I'm drunk as I've ever been
 People applaud an irrelevant gentleman
 Softer than gelatin
 Generalizing the general gesture of jealous content
 Consumed by assumptions of lucrative functions
 Material nothings, I don't understand it
 Confusing illusions felonious imagery
 Glorious truth I deliver through symphonies
 Sonnin' these bastards like backwards in infancy
 Die in the moment and live in the infamy
 Hol' up, speed it up for a second
 Like a nigga was ridin' off, and now hear the bass slap
 Drank drip on the curb when a mothafucka pop
 They playin' pocket full of stones like it's a mothafuckin' anthem
 Analyzin' the words of any analytical sentences
 Zoom in the whole course or it's all part of heretics
 Inhale the poisonous fumes presume carcinogenic
 A nigga said it and I meant it, demented (demented)
 
 
		
		
	
 
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