Khrysis, Pharoahe Monch, Busta Rhymes - Negro Spiritual lyrics

[Khrysis, Pharoahe Monch, Busta Rhymes - Negro Spiritual lyrics]

Hot hot
Hot nigga, hot
Ha ha hahhhhh
Shit, Bus, this how we gonna do it hot

Yo, lyrical miracle singing negro spirituals
We all the way live
While you niggas is pitiful
Your shorty wanna ride till
She reaching the pinnacle
See it all up in her veins
Ain't no need for subliminal, huh
Moving in silence all you get is a visual
Jamla be the squad, my nigga
Check for the interview
Smart dumb niggas never keeping
It simple dude hoping you get a clue
The fuck is you finna do
What, you know we gotta get
The cream right now
Like a hungry pack of wolves out
On the scheme right now
Fucking up the whole scene when
We blow like blaow
Mother fucker you ain't live, need
To sit your ass down, huh
This the shit that make somebody stand up
Get your life together, nigga
Fix your plans up
Ain't no room for no punk faking, nigga
Man up and stay up on the grind so
You can get the grands up, ha
No static, my style is automatic
Too much of anything makes you an addict
She went and stuck it out for a nigga
So I grabbed it like another opportunity
You know I gotta have it
Gotta go get it to em
You know they gonna want it
The people are fiending baby
Go head and get up on it
No need to worry about it
Got it covered like a awning
It's the start up of your
Ending motherfucker this a warning
Like that y'all, ha

Hot hot
Nigga, hot

Yo the black Rocky Balboa flow
Take Apollo to school
Models from Colorado swallow my cock
Follow the bobble heads
Toggle the joystick, joggle the jews lick
Clitorus spit the lotto ticket
Then gobble the goop let's get it poppin
Poppin bottles vibing with top notch women
Rocking Movado, watch us jocking the crew
City Diddy bop
Bitty itty bitty titty committee
Washington let me come through lord knows
This man is bananas, they can't stand em
The plan is to ban em from, radio bandwidth
And this'll will get some cameras
The fans will put they damn hands up
And any battle anybody who ran up
SLAM (boom, dum der dum)
The god Tarhim and Khrysis the tandem
We ratting MCs and holding
They seeds for ransom
There ain't three more cats
That's more handsome
You're about to get dropped, Marilyn Manson
No make up tho, the Wake Up Show barz
Will break up your face and make
Your broad check her wais t

Hot hot
Hot

Negro spirtual look, body builder with bars
With a phenomenal pole
Ambulance rap, call me abominable
Brandish the strap, the poncho fabic is wool
While it's swollen in a car check, bitch
The ratchet is tall
Ignoring what you talkers
What you yapping is bull
Uncapable un-inflatable
What you're capping is bull
Nigga you can't rap, you un-a rapperable-ble
Go play the grand wizard
Hand I'm unslappable-ble
Comply and go and wear your mask
But I'm unmaskable-ble-ble
When you breath underwater, unfathomable
Watch how I rock a nigga to sleep
Buff boff, nigga you got kush?
Leave em with speed knots
Loving the way that we bop
Hold him a few blocks so he could cop
He pulled me over but he
A worthy a feeble cop
Don't be aggressive don't even do
What you need to stop
It be the same damn thing
Same campaign and be the same damn pain
Niggas throwing up off of the same champangne
We don't fly on the same dam plane
Got the key to the weed spot
Got the spot and the street locked
Protect myself with mean Glock (bang)
Move strong wit it
The boom gon' get him to lay
A nigga in a freestyle (Freestyle)

Hot hot
Hot nigga, hot

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