Enter the Void Joey Bada$$ (Ft. Ab-Soul)
"Enter the Void" by Joey Bada$$ (Ft. Ab-Soul), released in 2022, blends #HipHop with introspective lyrics exploring themes of existentialism, self-discovery, and the struggles of life. The track features intricate wordplay and a haunting production, reflecting on personal and societal challenges, and has resonated with fans for its depth and authenticity.
[Produced by: Lee Bannon]
[Verse 1: Ab-Soul]
Ugh! Tell my momma I'm a shaman rhymin'
Jesus Christ and Shawn Carter are my only idols
No, Jesus Christ and Shawn Carter are my only rivals
I'm the messiah of rap—my catalog's the bible
To the new generation of lost souls
Student loans, iPhones, reality TV shows
It shows a host of wise, but blind drones
Post-Babylonia, so I'm told
It could be bologna, so I don't hold it to be fact
Just tryna put the pieces together, puzzled by this madness
If that dollar crashes, niggas gon' panic, what we gon' do?
How we gon' eat? Don't even know how to grow fruit
Detached from your roots, nigga, me too
I'm doing drugs, fornicating, and eating fast food
But I know I got three eyes, 'cause I'm looking past you
[Hook: Joey Bada$$ & Ab-Soul]
Enter the void
This for my hundred-dollar-billers to destroy
Spreading word of knowledge to through decoys
People realize that it's time to deploy
Stay on point, open your third eye, boy
And keep your motherfucking Chakras open
Keep your motherfucking Chakras open
Keep your mouth shut and keep your motherfucking Chakras open
Keep your all-seeing eye open
[Verse 1: Ab-Soul]
Ugh! Tell my momma I'm a shaman rhymin'
Jesus Christ and Shawn Carter are my only idols
No, Jesus Christ and Shawn Carter are my only rivals
I'm the messiah of rap—my catalog's the bible
To the new generation of lost souls
Student loans, iPhones, reality TV shows
It shows a host of wise, but blind drones
Post-Babylonia, so I'm told
It could be bologna, so I don't hold it to be fact
Just tryna put the pieces together, puzzled by this madness
If that dollar crashes, niggas gon' panic, what we gon' do?
How we gon' eat? Don't even know how to grow fruit
Detached from your roots, nigga, me too
I'm doing drugs, fornicating, and eating fast food
But I know I got three eyes, 'cause I'm looking past you
[Hook: Joey Bada$$ & Ab-Soul]
Enter the void
This for my hundred-dollar-billers to destroy
Spreading word of knowledge to through decoys
People realize that it's time to deploy
Stay on point, open your third eye, boy
And keep your motherfucking Chakras open
Keep your motherfucking Chakras open
Keep your mouth shut and keep your motherfucking Chakras open
Keep your all-seeing eye open
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