The Psychonautical Navigator - Mr. Psychonautical
The Pristine crystalline chemically attractive psychoactive pharmaceuticals are caking up my cuticles

Like granulated grime and gristle chalking up my fingernails

As I whistle while I work with the mortar and the pestle, turning pebbles into sand

When I’m on a vision quest to truly understand how to manifest the best

Altered states that liberate the mind, body, and soul

Every time that I ingest the greatest chemical compounds of the undergrounds and nothing less

Yes! I’m a well dressed to impress, crisp and clean, iron pressed

Counter culture connoisseur, psychonautical navigator, psychedelic ethnobotanical entrepreneur

Remote viewing in between the shadows of the scenes to seek Asylum

For my esoteric secrets of the transcendental mental mecca, mic checka, DJ double decka trifecta

That I mastered in the bibliotheca to keep the dance floor moving in the discoteca
When I’m the chosen selecta to be the two turntable and a microphone perfecta



I’m a journey through the power of the mind to find

The transcendence through the chemical synthesis

At the edge of the lesser lights

At the edge of the lesser lights

I’m a journey through the power of the mind to find

The transcendence through the chemical synthesis

At the edge of the lesser lights

At the edge of the lesser lights



This is your chance to dance in a altered state of trance to enhance your chance to advance

Beyond the entrance of Asylum to your secret places of inner spaces
Where you’re dancing with the basket cases of melting faces dripping to the floor like the hot candle wax

When you kindle the flame tripping out with the trippy fiends loving the pristine crystalline dimethyltryptamines

So take a hit with me to truly see the true hallucinations that dissolve the limitations to the boundaries of reality

Where evolution dances freely on the dance floor when we’re vibin on the psilocybin

To explore the underground beyond the cellar door to the secret drug store

Where there’s everything we want and more of the psychedelic energies connecting us together like a inter-connective collective

Of euphorical-metaphorical mushroom mycelium linking your cranium to the perspective of thinking these thoughts

That I transmitted through our subterranean secret society hidden below the surface of their mainstream club scene

Where we’re dancing on the edge of it all…


Where we’re dancing on the edge of it all…


Where we’re dancing on the edge of it all…


Where we’re dancing on the edge of it all…
I’m a journey through the power of the mind to find

The transcendence through the chemical synthesis

At the edge of the lesser lights

At the edge of the lesser lights

I’m a journey through the power of the mind to find

The transcendence through the chemical synthesis

At the edge of the lesser lights

At the edge of the lesser lights



It’s sink or swim in these oceans of hallucinogens when I’m floating in my so-called sins

Within my mind to find my ego eroding in a kaleidoscope of pure dope

When I’m lost inside a float tank in-sync with my instinct on the absolute brink of the lysergic acid diethylamide

Uber tectonic chronic catatonic disassociations of astral projections into the ethereal waters

In true hallucinations of hyperspatial understandings of these controversial alchemical universal essential powers of the Philosopher’s Stone

That is turning all my words into gold every time I speak at the pinnacle peak of enchanted mystique

With my Magickal thoughts when I'm popping micro-dots as a professional psychonaut having futuristic visions

When I’m rapping on the microphone over megawatts as a psychedelic mascot for the counter-culture nation

As the Cheshire Cat grins to inspire the fire in the Barbies and Kens grooving on the dance floor

When the turntable spins and the hustle never ends in the city of our so-called sins

That is paying for my brand new Benz and my pure gold, and my diamonds



I’m a journey through the power of the mind to find

The transcendence through the chemical synthesis

At the edge of the lesser lights

I’m a journey through the power of the mind to find

The transcendence through the chemical synthesis

At the edge of the lesser lights


The Psychonautical Navigator

Mr. Psychonautical - LV CooL G

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