Minimize (feat. MilleniumJah & Shaka)

Got them OutKast feels In the neighbourhood with the trash wheels Do everything that they wouldn't Got a tattoo Push me too far, I got money in a satchel I had to, I'll be glad to What that ass do? Break it down I'm the favourite in the town Take a hiatus, now your second favourite ain't around They just try and wait a second for the final fate If I was 8 and hungry, I would take 'em for a diner date It's kinda late, I think I fucked up all my schedulin' It's evident that when they spit it be irrelevant It's evident that when I shit I'm feelin' heaven sent The cleverness is bouncin' off 'em like a elephant Nevertheless I never wanna bore you So I stick 1000 rounds into your head, Pouya I'm Tom Sawyer, I'm Mark Twain I'm the slave and the master, I'm the spark chain I play god, motherfucker Flood your shit, I'm playing god to these niggas I'm robbing you bitches of your obvious mental I won't stop until I've got special beam cannon Aim at your home for the effect, though I hear them horns when I'm breaking seals I feel like Pontius Pilate, you in the legion still So come and see the shit I'm whippin' when I'm takin' wheels When I make her squeal I had to do it for real You niggas lose and you still thinking you can swim through muddy waters You martyrs for me We linking, I'm chargin' a fee I might just charge in for free I'm the sergeant, you can check the medals that's sittin' in fleece, nigga I bear the horns But no Daniel Radcliffe Shaka hoppin' for the mic like some kind of manlet Damn lit Here for the slit lick Semen demon fiendin' for good eating and come quick Fortune miser, hoard my clovers like some kind of slick mick Candles burning, double wicked Wu type to leave your Tang shit cricked Snap back line, a boomerang Suppose your flows are roses, like rain falls on the plain Erroneously I arrived in this bitch, only Carolinin' my potatoes and my meat Ain't nobody see defeat But am I right to admit that I can't rely up on my tango on the street? I think I need therapy, or somebody that'll eat minutes for breakfast and lunch and dinner Or something thinner Now tell me how you think at night Are you contemplatin' whether you be drinkin' right? I cop a whiff real quick But hold that thought, I just hopped on a gondola I only showed you all my nuts, it's your call if you fondle them or not Stop This that littering beside the cop shop Almost got top from the drop of the hat, stoppin' at that Grotto poppin' and dope, God finna' snap I forgot how to cope, learnin' in fact When I come choppin' with hope, paintin' the map