A forty ounce for breakfast gets a brother through the day I guess I shoulda had a V8 instead anyway Let me contemplate my thought, something back to
(Release) (Release) (Release) Prevalent melanin elephant bailin And carrying sedatives that'll give average lettermen callouses Wrecking with savageness
(Gift of Gab) And I come like this (scratched) I've got a few things I wanna say (Gift of Gab) I'm gunnin', ya runnin away, do not stay 'cause the wrath
Fee fi fo fum, I smell the blood of a rapper that's wack as a matter of fact, I smack a back of the style, jackets are now mellow minced, defeatin the
I was born in the Congo I walked to the fertile crescent and built the Sphinx I designed a pyramid so tough that a star That only glows every one hundred
This Craft, this beat, this rhyme, this vibe This style, they say music gives new life From a source inside that is forever flowin' This stage, this
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah Blackalicious, the truth speaker A little somethin' Now if you want some best, come with a gun You can't fuck with the tongue or
Rhythm sticks, rhythm sticks, get 'em, go Rhythm sticks, rhythm sticks, get 'em, go Rhythm sticks, rhythm sticks, get 'em, go Rhythm sticks, rhythm sticks
Verse One: Gift of Gab Sittin on top of the bay, watchin the tide It's time to break the tension away, come take a ride As you enter the dimension of
can't see it Hydrocarbon, nitrogen cycle, ionization Heavier than electric motor metals that weigh over a ton This has been a chemist, Blackalicious
We keep embellishing upon the new unchartered path Expressing what we see and how we comprehend the math So there's enough for everyone We gotta make
shiftin' slightly, so come into the lair, get some Party people, you are now being rocked by the sounds Of Chief Xcel and Gift of Gab, Blackalicious
Your buried in the pages of my rhyme flow avalanche Put your smack down on your candy ass critics The extravagant battle cat totallin' your Cadillac Matter factly Blackalicious
Days turn to night It reveals itself true light Back at home, out of wrong Where it feels right Days turn to night It reveals itself true light Back
(Lateef The Truth Speaker & Pigeon John) [Lateef The Truth Speaker - Verse One] When you first walked in and I saw you at the bar or somethin' I ain'
[Gift of Gab] One of a kind, verbal the mind wreck shop Permanent kind, urgent to climb, pressed up Insertin the rhyme, it's workin on time, yessir One
(feat. Latyrx) [Gift of Gab] And I come like this [scratched] I've got a few things I wanna say [Gift of Gab] I'm gunnin', ya runnin away, do not stay
[Gift Of Gab:] Rappers step to me like I'm a doormat Check the format, I pour raps Not your average everyday hardcore act actin' I'm like a mac 10, a