Orula

I-I-It's WICKED OUTSIDE

I don't have the DeLorean's calendar
But when it comes to making bank, I'm the toughest on the list
They're not made of porcelain, and I don't use a crucifix
That's why the devil helps me pick everything I choose

The one with the mule's foot prescribes me thoughts
I'm number one, it was thanks to Orula's hand
Satan helps me a lot, I think they've caught on
That's why at the end of the month I buy a house and ditch the rent

If you see me kill a priest one day, it’s because it was planned
And I’ll record it and post it on Reddit with his photos beside
I have a condition where money makes me smell it
And God forgive me, but the devil made me do it

Consultations and shady deals with beings from another galaxy
Fulfilling prophecies that your ignorance can't grasp
Presidents, bad guys, send me gifts daily
And I'm giving an interview, tripping with Jimmy Fallon

Te-te-te-texts in Hebrew revealing secrets you can't imagine
Trips where you die and come back with another life
I sing what I want, not what the label omits
In the hills meditating with Jacobo and Pachita

In my living room, there's the sword of Damocles
The third eye opens my mind, and don’t focus on the bad
I'm living with monsters, like the ones from Team Rocket
Plants from the Garden of Eden are what I forge in my touch

I don't have the DeLorean's calendar
But when it comes to making bank, I'm the toughest on the list
They're not made of porcelain, and I don't use a crucifix
That's why the devil helps me pick everything I choose

The one with the mule's foot prescribes me thoughts
I'm number one, it was thanks to Orula's hand
Satan helps me a lot, I think they've caught on
That's why at the end of the month I buy a house and ditch the rent

In Peru, among the mountains, I roll with Pakkos
Taking ayahuasca to the brim in an Inca cup
They sell simulations, not even illusions they fabricate
I have demons and saints that jump in good times and bad

If you see me disassociated, it’s from the acid, man
And now you’ll see me talking like Brian Tracy
Still awake, the third eye like Ten Shin Han
I’ll pass on messages when I’m in Mictlán

I’m breaking cups with the Tibetan bowl
The gypsies get scared when they read my palms
To sacrifice people, the Haitians help us
We talk about so much just with the latís

I get psychotic breaks if I take peyote
I never swear in vain, and I sure as hell don’t promise
I’ve talked to Beelzebub, and he told me a really good secret
I’d share it if they understood me, he said it in another dialect

I don't have the DeLorean's calendar
But when it comes to making bank, I'm the toughest on the list
They're not made of porcelain, and I don't use a crucifix
That's why the devil helps me pick everything I choose

The one with the mule's foot prescribes me thoughts
I'm number one, it was thanks to Orula's hand
Satan helps me a lot, I think they've caught on
That's why at the end of the month I buy a house and ditch the rent