Bliss n Eso - Royal Flush lyrics

GARRY! How ya doin' Bob?
That fucking cunt!
He was at me house last night!
I think I saw him at the cheese factory
He's kind of like skinny but muscular
I don't even know his name
Shut your mouth bitch

Well hello, let me introduce myself
They call me macka, Big Macka
And my voice-activated house
Doesn't even work
But, I'm back in the lab again
Making something out of dirt
I got a spliff in my top pocket
I got a cannon the size of something you
Can't possibly imagine i jump off boats
I cut through hills and gutters
I bluff the whole table like fuck you
Silly duffers

We changed the game like when the
First boat came with cocaine
Paved our way with gold flame
Flows aim to blow brains
(With cards up my sleeve I play
Old maid with dope dames)
Undercover secret agent
Code name is Coltrane
In a dusty jazz bar is 00 deuce with 008
The two 008 troublesome two
With a robo-tech DJ I'm cued across the fader
To the crew who drops the flavour
Three smooth operators

(Just like that, Just like that)
(Unfortunately, we haven't time
To play games)

008 yes 00 deuce?
Have you got your trusty
Set of monkey wrenches?
It's in my purple bag
Great, you stick them up for the gummy bears
And I'll take care of the sniper on the roof
Okay, you take this puzzle, there's no answer

With my researchers, I do sidewalk astronomy
We burn the weed in seconds
I'm just chillin' in my building
With a verdun street collective, see
We struck a major chord
With the magic from the stage, I soar
Doubt nevermore
The raven's rapping at your chamber door
So praise the lord and
See unusually different
Beautifully gifted sailing forth
Mad musical misfit's
Me, myself and my melody mistress
Make a monster meek
With magic in misty mountains where
The mace and mobsters meet

They call me
Cosmic cowboy, Kookaburra killer
Max back on the track, yes I'm iller
And the last emcee I barbecued on my grilla
Yes, for rilla, yes, for rilla
So back the fuck off me and
Go and make me coffee
You rappers think you're Rocky but not
One of you can stop me
That's why I puff opium
With Christopher Walken
In an Amsterdam cafe at six in the mornin'
I'm kickin' the door in
You bitches are boring
I'm bringing the storm in cause
You chickens are snoring
(Can you vision me soaring
In this blizzard performing
And paint crosswords like clockwork
In glistening orange)

(Just like that, Just like that)
(Unfortunately, we haven't time
To play games)

Heeey, I saw you put that
Ace up your sleeve honky
You gonna cheat me out of my money?
Hoco, loco, lets bounce on these honkies

I'm at the gambling spot with
My hand on my cock
Lookin' for another block I
Can damage and rock i'm surfin' with fishes
I'm pervin' on bitches
My mission on this bus is to
Get dirt on them minges
(When news framed troops came
For Hussein's fuel chain
They say dollars make cents but all
I got is loose change shoot game
I'm that wild cat through the hoop's flames
Till doomsday, it's Bruce Wayne on a crusade)

I'm the king of the committee
Watch me think of something witty
Like a boring board meeting and
I slip myself a mickey
Don't eyeball me, bitch
My clique is the goonies
My guard dogs are hard rock, bitch
With an Uzi
(Through the world wind we pass batons
Swinging it like a magic wand
Poetical patterns like pebbles
Perpetually skipping across that placid pond
Are you catching on? Let me give you a key
True love is not a cage
It's a home in which you are free)

(Just like that, Just like that)
(Unfortunately, we haven't time
To play games)