Lyrics:
of the cognac
Catchin contacts, put the blunts back
Supa fly mista goldy,
Its getting oldy
So label me a young goody
Straight out the hoody
I'm able to lay
shit, I'm danger
Just got my heart broken
I promised myself some time
Fuck that, I need contact
Little bit of ah-ah
So if you see something you like
Answers to questions, four eye contact
this confrontation ain't physical, but still combat
Leave ya'self left with options to choose
The last line
ain't got to get in your blouse
It's your eye contact,
That be getting me aroused when you show me your mind
It make me want to show you mines
You're up next
After you I'll drink a Beck's
Contact another L, listen to raising hell
Run these MCs back to the lab
When I stab tracks I slash backs
of the cognac
Catchin contacts, put the blunts back
Supa fly mista goldy,
Its getting oldy
So label me a young goody
Straight out the hoody
I'm able to lay
emotion this time around.
You're so physical, very intellectual,
Can't stop asking why.
Running with the changes, I'm a social institution.
Don't stop
The motherfucker jetted out of the place
Who's next to get me vexed this rapper making idle threats
Claiming that he got contacts, I stepped to him slow
Looked deep
on a cloud
Heaven only knows
Only God knows
So I'll just move the crowd
Yo tell 'em
Tell 'em
Now
Now
Now
I break out my physical shell
And excel
many a stage and venue
The stoned saga continues
I'm fin to, collect more residuals
Off digitals and physical
Record in the fortress stable of Ferrari
of the cognac
Catchin contacts, put the blunts back
Supa fly mista goldy,
Its getting oldy
So label me a young goody
Straight out the hoody
I'm able to lay
scratching through the surface all my physical fears staring
doesn't help you I've got a new I.
Two tone straight gay misfits runaway different from
(Verse 1)
You can't handle us once it gets physical
Fronting on my click-squad that's indivisile
All that you're ever gonna feel are the residual effects
happening inside of you, right now. Use these sensations to connect you more deeply into the present moment to the now.
Feel your body make contact with what
Physical, Fitness, That, Became addiction
Beyond. Belief and religion, Falling
Into your caress, Was a drop, Into a deep pit
When option, Given
You chose
A beckoning specter
With a promise to heal
Contact the other realms
A jarring accident
Desire for knowledge
Powers the other form
Two bodies from one mind
of growth
And my third winter alone
Yeah
You saw the passion
That it has
Nothin' to do with physical attraction
Beautiful of course but
April I knew
still an evil bitch in disguise though
Evangelistic preaching, you ain’t live it though
Talk a lot of numbers, let’s get physical
I seen a picture perfect
rough shit
This is that shit you can't fuck with
I really ain't fond of this physical shit
'Cause my soul is gold, ain't no discussion
(Mmm)
Unless we be
I see your talents have gone beyond the mere physical level. Your skills are now at the point of spiritual insight. I have several questions. What is
reflection may just be a picture
Your reflection may just be a ...
Read you with no eye contact
Felt you with no bodies intact
Thought of you with no crystal
to all we come in contact with
As the constellation of humanity and the greater all heals itself
I believe in us. In the big I that is us all
I believe
Physical connections yeah
(No Digital)
When you bring two things in contact
We nah need directions yeah
(No, no, no, no)
Imagination come to life
thoughts
Peeped shordy from a distance
Hella sight to see
She asked my name
I said Work
I'm sure you heard of me
She smiled
But I ain't need
The contact from
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