Lyrics:
seed oil
The foundation is firm, the flags need soil
Me? I need royalty because I bleed royal
Go through the vein to the brain, fabulous and strange
are migratory?
ARTHUR: Not at all, they could be carried.
GUARD #1: What -- a swallow carrying a coconut?
ARTHUR: It could grip it by the husk!
GUARD
CHO
Everyday's a CHO-ZEN day
So eye celebrate
Thank God waking me up while eye wake n bake
Let me see another day
Eye just lived through the pain
Yea
Hmm
Yea
Make it bounce
Bounce x2
Make it bounce
Bounce
Verse 1:
Said I used to rhyme like pac but the block had a different beat bumping
Type
a point that I'm a serious joint
You can roll me up and puff me, and then I'll anoint
Your head with oil--lots of oil
Make it run like water, watch it
remember, the lips of strange women, soft like honeycomb
Her mouth drippin in poison oil
and drilling and drilling
And hitting oil, money, I'ma be making
I'm in the streets, and I've been killing the cops
These days we eating bacon
If you think I'm
the remission for all of our sins
When I was a young one the preacher put oil on my sixth chakra (sixth chakra)
He knew when I was older I'd wanna follow 2Pac
forging the attitude
The new fearless type
This past, the negro’s past, of rope, fire
Torture death and humiliation fear by day
And night, fear as deep
your shadow
Bright like the moon, the stars surround you
You forever glow
And I think you should know, you should know...
I need a bite of your strange
grenades you better be
Ready, not iced out and petty
Neckful couldn't match one oil drop from Getty
That's ran by the icon who just left Exxon
And spilled
Yeah, ladies and gentleman
Broadcasting live to you and yours
It's Mr. X to the Z, Xzibit
Yeah, bouncin', come on
The first day of the rest
Yeah, ladies and gentleman
Broadcasting live to you and yours
It's Mr. X to the Z, Xzibit
Yeah, bouncin', come on
The first day of the rest
in effect, the days are all peep
Grown by his own, provoked the wrong sheep
When I'm in effect, the day is all raw
Ten little workers, nine were all
waking up in a strange land
To face an even stranger day
Brave ones, standing tall
Keep them all out of harms way
Now he's waking up in a strange
an appetite and only think of strange fruit
Imma keep pushing my people through the damn roof
Til the day I'm horizontal in a nice suit
Let me bring this
back up
Nike Airs comin' in by the Mack Truck
On all ten, got my motherfuckin' checks up, bitch
New style, new hairdo
New style, new hairdo
New
It's worldwide war
I followed the drinking gourd sitting on Whitehorse
Strange fruit to strange flesh of Sodom and Gomorrah
Don't let sour streams
for you
Pockets was thinner than a sheet of tin foil
But to get the oil, gotta dig soil
But you ain't gotta fuck with them niggas who disloyal
Now I
Forget you
Sprinkle me man
Uh, sprinkle me man
Ah laced up by the best, check it out,
Uh, marinatin' on the corner with a chip in his phone
You can
up and comes to a stop
Like man what a funny thought the both of them 10 feet apart
It made me think back to a song by Kendrick Lamar
Called how much
and buried in mulch
Occasionally peaking out like a mole to be whacked by my new mom
I have this strange desire to become half anew
A hybrid car in need
cab seat
Keep his eyes on the rails ahead
While ten cars back in the empty box
The lonely hobo sighed
For the days of old and his pal so cold
Was
cab seat
Keep his eyes on the rails ahead;
While ten cars back in the empty box
The lonely hobo sighed
For the days of old and his pal so cold
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