They just don't understand.
They just don't understand.
a bright light with focus.
Lit my way through all the hocus pocus.
Holy smokes is declaim all fire,
Vibrate higher, never tire,
loved by many, hated by more
Uncle Sam's knocking at my door, how?
Not anymore 12 gauge or the 44,
what else would I have them for?
the simple fact is I can't stand war
War is hell and most blacks are still poor
As I watch prices soar like condors
so I transformed into a key
The key to life that's in me, same as you
My comatose co -creators,
if they can make it rain,
And this is only a taste of
Even got the big dogs looking,
peeping, planning and plotting
For we have gotten much iller with time
Much more rhythm for my rhyme
We're from a different place,
Some won't get it even till five
That's even if they find they mine
Bats in the belfry can't hypnotize me
So easily I let my roach inhale deep
know how much I can smoke
Tote, come and conversate with me
Christians debate whether
My spirit just ain't for the takin'
I get spiner and refine with time
and now this game is mine
What's that miss one on that drum?
Funk, Intelligent, can you come get some?
I'd like to give a shout out to all my
Like to give a shout out to my man
Kwesi Delaf, you know what I'm sayin'
Like to give a shout out to Miss one on the drum,
I'd like to give a shout out to my man
You know what I'm sayin',
M -E -D, you know what I'm sayin'
Like to give a shout out to Miss Mama
Ricky, B -B, you know what I'm sayin'