Soul Khan - Fe La Soul lyrics
[Soul Khan - Fe La Soul lyrics]
They got my melatonin hella open, y'all
I'm seeping on 'em
But, I'm so beyond that next shit
I'm quantum leaping on 'em
And they're lambs to the slaughter
So I gotta feast upon 'em
But J57 told me not to speak upon 'em
Well, gotta get your, gotta get your
Gotta get your bars up
I connect that live electric shit
That lit the stars up
Y'all just bosses, I'm walking with a halo
The way they're politicking got my mama sick
It's shameful
This anglo's slick as a raincoat
Get vehicular mangled
If you think you can range rove with
This con queso-getter from Grayskull
That delivers the fuego to incinerate
Them same old cliques
They let the flood gates open
I don't like the result
And I ain't concerned with swagger, homie
I'm an adult so fuck a photo op if you're
Still here for the music
And holler at your man that
Be chilling with the chewstick
And the people sing can't you hear 'em sing?
And they all sing so let's all sing
And the people sing can't you hear 'em sing?
And they all sing so let's all sing
Mama-se, mama-sa, mama-ku-suck on my dick
If you think that I ain't that sick
You wanna clap that gauge? Money act your age
I got a massive range like I'm satchel paige
I'm living proof that even if you sacrifice
You only get a lil' dap as your asking price
And seems like the ink dried all too fast
You signed on that line but all you ass
Y'all some borderline barnacles
Welcome to the chronicles
So old school that my molecules got monocles
Fine women caught a few
Ice dripping? Nada you
Ain't built nothing but a little
Lego block or two
Ain't a person I can shoot
That was a child once
Who never got a chance cause he
Ran with the wild ones
Rather sip a 22 than throw a clip in 22
Cause going to a funeral ain't
Really nothing fun to do
I'm seeping on 'em
But, I'm so beyond that next shit
I'm quantum leaping on 'em
And they're lambs to the slaughter
So I gotta feast upon 'em
But J57 told me not to speak upon 'em
Well, gotta get your, gotta get your
Gotta get your bars up
I connect that live electric shit
That lit the stars up
Y'all just bosses, I'm walking with a halo
The way they're politicking got my mama sick
It's shameful
This anglo's slick as a raincoat
Get vehicular mangled
If you think you can range rove with
This con queso-getter from Grayskull
That delivers the fuego to incinerate
Them same old cliques
They let the flood gates open
I don't like the result
And I ain't concerned with swagger, homie
I'm an adult so fuck a photo op if you're
Still here for the music
And holler at your man that
Be chilling with the chewstick
And the people sing can't you hear 'em sing?
And they all sing so let's all sing
And the people sing can't you hear 'em sing?
And they all sing so let's all sing
Mama-se, mama-sa, mama-ku-suck on my dick
If you think that I ain't that sick
You wanna clap that gauge? Money act your age
I got a massive range like I'm satchel paige
I'm living proof that even if you sacrifice
You only get a lil' dap as your asking price
And seems like the ink dried all too fast
You signed on that line but all you ass
Y'all some borderline barnacles
Welcome to the chronicles
So old school that my molecules got monocles
Fine women caught a few
Ice dripping? Nada you
Ain't built nothing but a little
Lego block or two
Ain't a person I can shoot
That was a child once
Who never got a chance cause he
Ran with the wild ones
Rather sip a 22 than throw a clip in 22
Cause going to a funeral ain't
Really nothing fun to do