Talib Kweli, NIKO IS - Hypnotized Snakes lyrics
[Talib Kweli, NIKO IS - Hypnotized Snakes lyrics]
Calling to the coach
Let me know where it is talk to them
Ready on three please pour me perry
Skeptics in the residence like uh
What the hell he ya
Im on that new wave hell yea
Its like the water from the waterboard
Now comparing to heavy on the
Puberty is not comparable
The taste of it is terrible
I sip the nectar of the Gods
And now i'm writing records with the gods
Anti-social but the pocket full
Of dead friends
And the peanut butter goes inside
Of the red benz
And my purata momma causing accidents
Earthquakes, meteor strikes volcanoes
Eruptions and air spins
As a mastermind in my DNA
I don't got no time for no VMA
Mix the Y with the EMG and
It's time for some TNA
Cause i grind til i see the day i expire
Blaze fire no days off just just asking yulo
Great rides drink live in a glass full of
Rap cooler, and i jab like zab trooger
Be down for the count like Dracula
Im a fool for the cash mad mula
I can't put my finger on it, that's lula
Pull up with that foreign, a black bulla
Oh lord kakala Hallelujah
Gt a gold digging bitch who
Wanting diamonds and purses
Got my head in the clouds she
Got her hand in my pocket
I gave her an habitual criminal stare
She text me
Not proceeding down invisible stairs
The rap game is full with
Pitiful imbeciles who dare
Remember was it fictional fear?
So i trip before i kick in the stairs
Spittin medical peers
Smoking medicinal like i'm living
In the biblical years jesus!
We Out here you
Shit i Hope you live a hundred years
I been a boystar call me
Stop at the indian spa order
A bag of good shit shout out to Roger he
Just street talking shit
Number 23 dropping that swoosh
Cowards wanna get loud with me
Anytime brother
That shit not gonna fly with me
Do not civilize or criticize or hate
But i got grass i rather emphasize the great
Enterprise is grey, dim the lights grey
Play the indian flute i can hypnotize a snake
You a bastard can't say we serve ya
I gravitate universal
Let me know where it is talk to them
Ready on three please pour me perry
Skeptics in the residence like uh
What the hell he ya
Im on that new wave hell yea
Its like the water from the waterboard
Now comparing to heavy on the
Puberty is not comparable
The taste of it is terrible
I sip the nectar of the Gods
And now i'm writing records with the gods
Anti-social but the pocket full
Of dead friends
And the peanut butter goes inside
Of the red benz
And my purata momma causing accidents
Earthquakes, meteor strikes volcanoes
Eruptions and air spins
As a mastermind in my DNA
I don't got no time for no VMA
Mix the Y with the EMG and
It's time for some TNA
Cause i grind til i see the day i expire
Blaze fire no days off just just asking yulo
Great rides drink live in a glass full of
Rap cooler, and i jab like zab trooger
Be down for the count like Dracula
Im a fool for the cash mad mula
I can't put my finger on it, that's lula
Pull up with that foreign, a black bulla
Oh lord kakala Hallelujah
Gt a gold digging bitch who
Wanting diamonds and purses
Got my head in the clouds she
Got her hand in my pocket
I gave her an habitual criminal stare
She text me
Not proceeding down invisible stairs
The rap game is full with
Pitiful imbeciles who dare
Remember was it fictional fear?
So i trip before i kick in the stairs
Spittin medical peers
Smoking medicinal like i'm living
In the biblical years jesus!
We Out here you
Shit i Hope you live a hundred years
I been a boystar call me
Stop at the indian spa order
A bag of good shit shout out to Roger he
Just street talking shit
Number 23 dropping that swoosh
Cowards wanna get loud with me
Anytime brother
That shit not gonna fly with me
Do not civilize or criticize or hate
But i got grass i rather emphasize the great
Enterprise is grey, dim the lights grey
Play the indian flute i can hypnotize a snake
You a bastard can't say we serve ya
I gravitate universal