Lyrics:
Prada Suits, Channel 5 .. (Channel 5)
I'm truly a mystic..
Like alcohol I'm all spirit …
Young Wizard ..
Sliding broom inside the witches …
Hoe I'm
Ayo whats going on people it's about midday shits feeling good
DJ Phish up in the lab you know what i'm sayin
Galaxy Productions is about to give you
you want
An i got it it ain't luck
I don't trust 'em
Got me fucked up
Must be something
Bout the way that they be moving
Cause i don't do it like that
Judith, come and get your apples
Don't expect not to be scratched
Let them ferment in your hotbed
Looks to me like your pilchards've hatched
You
to
Like they
Like they
Like they
Listen to the wisdom
Listed by the victims
Of the twisted fucking system
I don't know what the fuck is with them
I just
By the way barely been using my feet
While my old homies breaking the pound
And my old bish blue as mystic
Feelings been changing just like it's
People know me on these streets playa
I ain't new
Lookin' at me all funny while I'm countin' my money
Surpise
What I do is already legalized
Analyze
queen underground
Let it go down I two and two
On all fours don't dog it doggy style
I bark I meow good pussy brew
Kewchie sweet like hi chew
Suck
into me till your passin through me, new energy
This clone alone has been turned into ten of me
Empathy feel me
Mystic mantra
Question the questions,
All my people from the front to the back nod
Back nod now, who thinks their arms are
Long enough to slap box, slap box?
Let me show you maintaining this
buggin
Straight up and down we run the underground like H. Tubman
What, I'm the bomb bitch
nigga RAH
D-I-G got Rah
God be my
Witness
Long as I walk
like a snake
Snuck up and bit you
And people feening was a daily Ritual
Savannah ave did something for a shorty fucked up my mental
So lemme paint it so
at me like you looking at your husband, yeah
Why you switching up? You said you was never the one for me
Had me running in circles and chasing the cat
to separate, mind and body
More like church and state
You people sheep without a shepard
Why without the leonard
Lost without your center
We the new agenda
in-stores, photo shoots, interviews
(You guys come over here!)
Check the head with the fucking reps, man
And now it's like, it's not about you and me
by my side just like a movie scene
It's truly beautifully serene and candid
All the stars look like they're dancing, and the mood is feeling right
a ground-ball play
I'm coming from the underground like it's Groundhog's Day
I'm talking so underground that when I talk about J, nigga
I might mean J Dilla,
debutantes
Keepin' a legacy goin' by flowin' so involuntarily seamless
Me and my team is finally reapin' what we been sowin' like a seamstress
Now listen
back, we keepin' it pushing
People scared of change
But you'll find me deep in the cushion
Even when I win, it feel like I'm losing
Listening
misguided by the mystic's ways?
The moment lasts forever, at least it does for me
Caught between what happened and what could never be
rode
But where is the fourth?
You can climb there
To your lofty perch
It can teach you the fairytale of hurt
Mystic referee, don't look on me with scorn
And give me something to do
I'm just like you
Need something new
Because it feels like I'm barely getting by
When I fly
With Johnny Johnny High
Kickin' holes
I don't cry it's not real
Goodbye is too permanent
You whisper "see you 'round"
Just another farewell by the tracks of the Underground
It's not like
to start ripping
People think I'm bugging or I have the heebie-jeebies
The reason they can't find me is because they can't see me
Mr. Incognito,
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