Fe La Soul - Soul Khan, Akie Bermiss

They got my melatonin hella open, y’all, I’m seeping on 'em

But I’m so beyond that next shit, I’m quantum leaping on 'em

And they’re lambs to the slaughter, so I gotta feast upon 'em

But J57 told me not to speak upon 'em

Well, gotta get your, gotta get your, gotta get your bars up

I connect that live electric shit that lit the stars up

Y’all just bosses, I’m walking with a halo

The way they’re politicking got my mama sick, it’s shameful

This anglo’s slick as a raincoat, Get vehicular mangled

If you think you can range rove with

This con queso-getter from Grayskull

That delivers the fuego to incinerate them same old cliques

They let the flood gates open, I don’t like the result

And I ain’t concerned with swagger, homie, I’m an adult

So fuck a photo op if you’re still here for the music

And holler at your man that be chilling with the chewstick

And the people sing

Can’t you hear 'em sing?

And they all sing

So let’s all sing

And the people sing

Can’t you hear 'em sing?

And they all sing

So let’s all sing

Mama-se, mama-sa, mama-ku-suck on my dick

If you think that I ain’t that sick

You wanna clap that gauge?

Money act your age

I got a massive range like I’m satchel paige

I’m living proof that even if you sacrifice

You only get a lil' dap as your asking price

And seems like the ink dried all too fast

You signed on that line but all you ass

Y’all some borderline barnacles, welcome to the chronicles

So old school that my molecules got monocles

Fine women caught a few, ice dripping?

Nada.

You

Ain’t built nothing but a little lego block or two

Ain’t a person I can shoot, that was a child once

Who never got a chance cause he ran with the wild ones

Rather sip a 22 than throw a clip in 22

Cause going to a funeral ain’t really nothing fun to do