Pheo, John Williamson, Blu - Monaco lyrics

So I travel round the atlas with my second
Book of magic perfecting triple
Tactics, my method, who could match it
Match lit, reefer resin sack hit's, hash
Blend, splash splash, all it is
Is bad crack bitch
Acted pissed for you get that ass kicked for
Acting bitch, you rapping snitch
I’m slapping lips, rabbit tricks
Making rappers disappear here, shed a
Tear crack a beer but
Do not act in fear if that is clear

Pack up your gear and get ready for
War which is already going on
We’re so glad to have you aboard
On accord, used to rock cords
Used to get whipped with
Cords jacked the whip and put it in shores
Get yours
Rick rugged rick raw spit, raw spit
Split a jaw
Kick a horse before I kick it with yall
I’m kidding
I’m just kidding, I bust kittens and
Crush feelings pure talent, bust ceilings
Cement floors

Spin the globe
Trust the sea manifesting destiny
Canals in Venice, rooftops in Spain
So much acquired, yet so much to gain

My grandma kept a piece in
Her purse leaving the salon
Like Dorothy Dandrige
Float like an angel, yet feet first
Heal my lungs and liver hands that build a
Brick a time and destroy it quicker
Everything lose value if you ain’t got
It you landed in a belly
Named after someone who got
They name from masta

Everything around you
To influence you backwards
Diet, way of thinking, habit's
Cycles and patterns and it’s a shame
But it’s common like hot sauce in top
Ramen, break the spell like grammar
Your magic work no more
Like Oladipo Orlando

My Kerry Washington done tied me up in
A scandal but imma scandalous dog
Blue red or a brendal after 3 bars writing
My cuticles peeling i want the
Fruit as the feeling
On a Beatnick riddim, in Monaco with
Contour caged bird bruised ceilings
Marble floors