Lyrics:
voodoo science
In front of 20 ft. bonfires lookin' skyward
Calculating May 5 2000 the nine planets'll be in alignment
The arrival of the prophet
the needle make it crackle
Scratch it mix it flip it whip it twist it bring the bass and treble
Auto tune it just a little take it to another level
Full beard
man?
I said hey what's up, man
Aw, he must didn't hear me I know
Nah, nah I'm just sayin'
Man I got my, my album, man
I really would appreciate
That if
was unlocked
In the mix of writing these lyrics they would pile up
So I had to concentrate and set my lineup
Any little fault and I knew I'd act up
Nineteen seventy motherfucking nine
On a February morning's when my ass sprang to life
Mamma claims I was late
3 weeks past her due date, if
Back in the days, into the chamber 36
Big Tig' putting it down in dirty mix
Provided by EQ
Test me and my crew, guarantee you lose
Man your whole crew
9 and WB
Who 'Yes Massa' on TV
What ever happened to Wheezy? The Redd Foxx's?
Never got Emmy's but were real to me
Let's hear it, two for
kick it like this before,
Pink champagne, octopus brains,
Saw your DJ underwater through the window pane.
That sucker tried to hit a mix, but the mix
style while you try and pile
A little million little hellions popping to a new album
With none of your older topics that's a challenge
And I'll bet you
take what is given "
Breaker breaker one-nine, I had a rendezvous
Pop vintage wine with this dime, hot as a barbecue {Ha!)
She was young, too wild
"Brown Sugar" by D'Angelo
In Los Angele's, like an Evangelist
I can introduce you to your maker
Bring you closer to nature
Ashes after they cremate you
Since9ine6ix Verse 1:
God sent and blessed with God’s gift
A prophet that don’t see a profit
The prophecy tell me I’m sure to win
Bet the bottom
out
The whole country by Khaled to rap on BET
Guess he saw me as the best man
619 to 858 to 760 I'm reppin'
San Diego to all you foreign
Daygo's what we
a 9m and he got tats
Back of his hand written "Hope God understands"
House break ins, purse snatching
Store robberies, car jacking
Drugs in the mix, he
with the dope ass intro
I'm comin' and comin' with the style, see
It's 'bout time now ain't all business
I believe 'em without the nine
Downin' the 40
baby
Check this shit out right here, uh
E Pluribus Unum is the album I'ma drop
It'll make you bitch niggas as hard as rocks
Giving head
coming in live
Some of you niggas had me
Knock shit down for nine-five
I told you last year that I
Burned you in a flame now this year
I'm wreckin average
and later make a dub
An MC ate well, so that you can tell
I am not illiterate, no not even a little bit
Nothing like an idiot, get it?
You want
no drive-by's
We walked over
COB bandana tied to the end of the AR
Iller than they are, rhymes so sick
Give 'em the day off
This is the chaos, Nicolas
Skeltah album called
Sean Price be like, "I'm not sure any" yeah that was my shit
I used to bump that shit all day
By this time I knew I wanted to be
tucker
I don't trust 'em, I don't love her
Little brother
Don't make me reach out and touch ya
I don't got candy but I'll
Turn your head to Gushers, sucka
11
DMX got a 9
Nore a 6
I'm glad you left Y - Clef
alone
'cause your cats didn't mix
Mase you came real
with DMX and alocks
But now
you sound more in
Nigga playin' around with the gang, put his ass on channel five
Nigga got shot right in my hood, he made kcal9
Patty cakin' by the hoe, that
Nigga playin' around with the gang, put his ass on channel five
Nigga got shot right in my hood, he made kcal9
Patty cakin' by the hoe, that
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