I put the belladonna in the eye drops for enhanced optics
I'm watching the (?) in the tropics
high off the trance and do some fumes that rise from rocks
singing songs with frogs and the (?), lost prophetess
monsoon is brewing to consume you and your entire platoon, soon, keep it moving, surprise, let's drive to the horizon, I see rising a bad moon, hear the voice of (?)
don't go back, it's a trap, she's waiting there with Jak
the peagents' ain't a pain, the Lady MacBeth of rap
they tried with all their might, but they could not deliver
from out the heart of darkness, but this is Jak Tripper
Jak Tripper:
yo, i'm dope,