[Verse 1] And we smoking, toking potent herb Preaching spoken words that might just poke your nerves Hope you ain't scared, my jeep go "Scrrrr" I peep the obscured, and what ain't normally easy to observe I swear I'm born abnormally absurd If I give you a piece of mind, you've been disorderly disturbed That's my word, flip similes and verbs, now I'm eating Retreating for seconds and thirds, y'all niggas seasoned (Oh, you salty) Don't worry what we ate, you don't want that plate I combine yours with mine quake, and make the earth shake Supernatural disaster on you half-ass rappers Pass the herb to an actual pastor, word to the black lip bastard That drop knowledge like a Five Percenter Every time I drop a line, it touch like five placentas Schooling your offspring, drop heat all spring And stay hot for five Novembers, I think y'all niggas lost me
[Hook] 95 'til infinity time We in disguise behind enemy lines Women with no identity signs, they can't get my lines I used to give a fuck you could find
95 'til infinity time We in disguise behind enemy lines And I just kill it every time
[Verse 2] Instead of lead slugs, I spreads the love Like a bed bugaboo does, I'm in the W with your lovable slut I'm in the walls while you bugging her up I'll do your girl like this beat, straight fucking it up Y'all niggas nothing to us, this feels like nuttin' to us Son, taught your daughter how to bust a nut for fun Recollect and collect the funds When she see the sun spit the proceeds when I cum '99, 'til infinity beyond Hold my peace full of energy 'til my enemies be gone Until then niggas in my vicinity gone Peep the melody we on, but they don't know the remedy to these songs Basic necessities on how to be put on Cause they see my team, we strong, Beastcoast in your region If you get dropped you can't rejoin, they wanna know Whose shoulder we leaning on but all we do is show them who we leading on
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[Verse 3] Cause they will never stop for a young black male Black mailed in braille that means what he felt And the very reveal could appeal Put you on the Alcatraz trail or railroad to hell Oh well, some of us is taught there is help The other source is lost in all sorts of wealth Uh, roots of all evil The highest stars Evel Knievel I see through people's door, the world may never know How my third pupil show, Incognito and cold needles flow And I don't throw subs, I throw torpedos The Don, not Cheadle, this don got a Cornelius fro Afro punk festivities This for my negus that's lying with queens like Nefertiti Waking up to pyramids and big kitties Gold soul theory, but what is life really
[Hook]Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
