Knowmads - Comic Book Crooks lyrics

Yo you got a question then ask
I bust fast
Right up the ave while the marijuana lasts
The street lights like a navigator
Arriving home later
I give thanks to the creator a translator
I'm educated in the tongue
I demonstrate it while I'm
Annihilatin' a blunt
Inhale and exhale to elevate up in the mental
I penetrate the college rule wit'
A number 2 pencil
The paper to the microphone into ya system
Questionin' religion with
Indefinite decisions we shake kickin'
On any fuckin' street
Create a beat with a mouth
And an emcee speaks never no need to preach
I'm sayin' keep it brief
While crazy weed and seeds breathe
It in for relief
And until they reach the light of day
I light a jay it ain't the bible way but
Hey I'm surviving today

It goes blunts wit' chronic
Dumb ebonics
Gin and tonic, drunken vomit, Supersonics
Stars and comit's
Comic book crooks and hook-ups with
So-so sluts And maybe hoes
So everybody turn off they radio
Blunts wit' chronic dumb ebonics
Gin and tonic, drunken vomit, Supersonics
Stars and comit's
Comic book crooks and hook-ups with
So-so sluts And maybe hoes
So everybody turn off they radio

Check 1, 2, 10 see back when I was 5-teen
I didn't have no Visine eyes couldn't look
Now they un-red like books in my room
Waitin' for the flowers to bloom
But, I'd rather just skip it and kick it
So check it, I was standin' on the concrete
Coverin' the dirt
That was laid here by someone
Long before my birth
On this planet called earth
I revolve around the sun
While I'm followin' none and swallowin' gum
Late nights we be talkin' slurs
And mockin' birds
Who ain't up on that dope cut
Plus they say we smoke much herb
Yessir I tap tap the curb
For when my spaceship crash and
I come back to earth but right now
I'm alienated from all chameleon
Traces of fakers
And all you color changin' suffocaters
I need my space like
The universe surroundings
Woke up on the ground like
Thank god I found me

It goes blunts wit' chronic
Dumb ebonics
Gin and tonic, drunken vomit, Supersonics
Stars and comit's
Comic book crooks and hook-ups with
So-so sluts And maybe hoes
So everybody turn off they radio
Blunts wit' chronic dumb ebonics
Gin and tonic, drunken vomit, Supersonics
Stars and comit's
Comic book crooks and hook-ups with
So-so sluts And maybe hoes
So everybody turn off they radio

Yo yo yo with the torch from the fire I
Was bored out my mind
Feelin' pretty clouded rollin' down the 4-5
As red takes over white i'm
Seein' clear with closed eyes
Take flight on late nights
Guaranteed to throw 5
Like it's nothin' thats just public to hide
Feet stomp the concrete 'cause the
Streets have come alive
It was the beast that resides between
These pearly gates of satan
Makin' deadly combinations cloudin'
My imagination street lights
Are flyin' colors cross signs
Cry like brothers
Holdin' they dyin' mothers while the
Rest run for cover and under the overpass
A man who's broke as jack
So the laughins interrupted by
Another open cap
His lungs collapse from too many
Years of smokin' crack
How can he support a family when
He's got a broken back
Preachin' how he notice that
The government give coke to blacks
Smokin' 'till humphrey's is over blowin
Out the frozen ash

It goes blunts wit' chronic
Dumb ebonics
Gin and tonic, drunken vomit, Supersonics
Stars and comit's
Comic book crooks and hook-ups with
So-so sluts And maybe hoes
So everybody turn off they radio
Blunts wit' chronic dumb ebonics
Gin and tonic, drunken vomit, Supersonics
Stars and comit's
Comic book crooks and hook-ups with
So-so sluts And maybe hoes
So everybody turn off they radio

Ha ha let it knock and knock
And everybody on your block if they hip hop
(ha) ha ha let it knock and knock
And everybody on your block if they hip hop
Ha ha ha that's shitty as fuck