Guess it′s been too long

Hiding in my dungeon

Looking at this black mirrorInvoking demons

To do my bidding's

Opening portals

Burning this frankincense

Deeper I go occult

Feel like creosote

Shit is making sense

Ignorance evanescence

Knowledge make me the alchemist

Capricorn, I was born for this

Death of ideologies

Got me witnessing men with messages

Living the opposite

I′ve adopted what prophet is

Call me Mr. Mistoffelees

Magic is what I'm dropping bitch

All these angels I'm walking with

Show me plans of apocalypse

Shamanistic Kabbalist

Trans-humanism aight but

Only holistic can heal

Humble as bumblebee

But turn ballistic at will

Expose me if hypocrite

Show me how antagonist feels

If brothas don′t speak up

I know matriarchs will

Tempted to conjure the real

Crystal quartz

To hear the silence of hills

Tigers eye

So I can see straight through the veil

Obsidian stone rest on my chest

Finely wrapped up in a twill

Now scry

Now scry

If you try

Never rely on someone else supply

Now Scry

Don′t be a fool

We all use different tools

Now scry

And if you try

Yeah

I'm too old chase dreams

Young enough to see the vision

Shut ya, shut ya trap playa

Learn to, learn to fuckin listen

Make sure deposits larger than ya withdrawals

Never draw conclusions without probable cause

Listen, get what give

Disappointments for those who expect

Better you live, when you earn your respect

Trust has higher value than them diamonds on to neck

Loyalty don′t always have to come with a check

Never, never rely on some else supply

And don't get high unless you ROI

Bet not indulge without self control

And, never attempt unless given consent

Once that hand is shaken

Then you better keep your word son

Once the oath is taken

Then the coven is your burden

Now scry

Scrying is the ancient art of looking within

If eyes are the widow to the soul

Then any refection will do

But it′s all up to you

You see scrying is the ability to look within

Deeper than anyone else can go and

The further you go, you lose control

But it is only in the reflection, of yo soul

Now scry

And if you try

You gotta be ready to let ya ego die

The subconscious only receives

Simple messages, symbols and such

So don't think to much

The deeper the mediation

The darker the vibration

The easier it is for you to rely

On what you receive in the

Attempt to scry

Now scry baby, but don′t cry

Now scry baby, but don't cry-oh

Now scry

Look within thy self

Look within thy self

(I said) Now scry baby

Don't cry, uh

Now scry baby

Don′t cry, uh

And if you try

Gotta be ready to let the ego die