Aasim - Aastradamus lyrics
[Aasim - Aastradamus lyrics]
And you say New York City
It's The Evil Genius, Green Lantern
This motherfuckin' invasion, Aasim
I call 'em Aasim Xplicit, you kha'mean?
Bad Boy, Grind Music th The The Evil Genius
The official adventures of-
Point five, hahaha
Yeah, South Queens Aasim, you knamean?
It's Grind Music, bitch
Bad Boy, I'm ready now
When Aas' talk, asphalt shifts
The earth shakes
The foundation, I break with great strength
I'm a student and a teacher
Not a preacher but a prophet
Grind and abide by the laws of Aastradamus
Make a bitch wine her waist
Like Chaka Demus & Pliers
The amateur eyes could seem violent
Or be seen in a burnin' Trade
Towers I bring grenade showers
To gay niggas that's cowards that
Can't handle the power
For a decade and a hour
My TEC spray and devour
Lost some soldiers to enemies
But never bowed to a soul
I hold strong like there was ten of me
Now until a century comes around, my sound
And pedigree surrounds thoughts like
A quart of Hennessey
I'm a fable of the turntable
But able to shine
'Cause, I'm the truth in the booth
I mean I seen the blind I'm
In my prime I'm, head of my time I'm
Fine wine, 25 years are flyin'
On the climb like a white boy
My mind is sky high
On the rise like a skydiver, unafraid to fly
Until the day I resign
I'm the war of your spirit
So raw when you hear it
Know it's more than a gimmick
Once the pen hit's the page
My rage increases fuel
So I spit fire my drool's
Like a acid swimmin' pool
Bloodbaths follow the sorrow I
Bring is great tragedy
My soul a power movement
It's never in need of a battery
Yeah, Aasim South Jamiaca Queens, Harlem
Grind Music, we out it's an invasion
Bad Boy, bitch green Lantern
There's only one Grind motherfuckin' Aasim
This is New York, New York, New York, bitch
It's The Evil Genius, Green Lantern
This motherfuckin' invasion, Aasim
I call 'em Aasim Xplicit, you kha'mean?
Bad Boy, Grind Music th The The Evil Genius
The official adventures of-
Point five, hahaha
Yeah, South Queens Aasim, you knamean?
It's Grind Music, bitch
Bad Boy, I'm ready now
When Aas' talk, asphalt shifts
The earth shakes
The foundation, I break with great strength
I'm a student and a teacher
Not a preacher but a prophet
Grind and abide by the laws of Aastradamus
Make a bitch wine her waist
Like Chaka Demus & Pliers
The amateur eyes could seem violent
Or be seen in a burnin' Trade
Towers I bring grenade showers
To gay niggas that's cowards that
Can't handle the power
For a decade and a hour
My TEC spray and devour
Lost some soldiers to enemies
But never bowed to a soul
I hold strong like there was ten of me
Now until a century comes around, my sound
And pedigree surrounds thoughts like
A quart of Hennessey
I'm a fable of the turntable
But able to shine
'Cause, I'm the truth in the booth
I mean I seen the blind I'm
In my prime I'm, head of my time I'm
Fine wine, 25 years are flyin'
On the climb like a white boy
My mind is sky high
On the rise like a skydiver, unafraid to fly
Until the day I resign
I'm the war of your spirit
So raw when you hear it
Know it's more than a gimmick
Once the pen hit's the page
My rage increases fuel
So I spit fire my drool's
Like a acid swimmin' pool
Bloodbaths follow the sorrow I
Bring is great tragedy
My soul a power movement
It's never in need of a battery
Yeah, Aasim South Jamiaca Queens, Harlem
Grind Music, we out it's an invasion
Bad Boy, bitch green Lantern
There's only one Grind motherfuckin' Aasim
This is New York, New York, New York, bitch