keep it 100 - bu hip-hop lyrics
[verse 1: sibes]
people looking at me and i don’t know where to hide
a couple of war cries ring out in the night’s sky
shy away from a dreary place, inside a mind’s eye of prison
drifting through a mountain cause i’m lifted by a dragon mightier than stalin
but i’m a nice guy, cracking a couple jokes and poking fun they call me fallon
local talent, i’m connected by these local liars
campfire stories can’t hide phases of orion
constellation b-tch, i’m a constellation b-tch
glory days illuminated, wander off this roof and dip
back to the people, lethal in the ways
judge mental admission sh-t, comical like larry dave
[verse 2: blair]
i sat for the cam looking dapper as a hand action
the master of the plans solidifies the transaction
the map is in the hand we finna find us atlantis
p-ss me the pan, it’s dinnertime and we mad famished
tummy rumblin we running for ya we gotta eat
beat it buzzard we eating ya supper you pigeons sounding weak
one whistle to pegasus, pick me up and we fly hater
casually stack legos? that’s cute we building them skyscr-pers
golf swinging cause lyrically i’m a hole-in-one
you’re triple bogey doofus and whiffin, gaggin on swollen tongues
if we verbally spar, i’ll be hurting your jaw
flow out of this world and this verse be from mars
cause i’m the unicorn in human form with an even huger h-rn
you been warned that you cannot handle the mutant swarm
we persecute rejects, bodies curving like geese necks
heard you’re new on the street let’s turn your crew to a v-neck
[verse 3: scrabble]
feelin’ like i’m finna k!ll bill (hattori hanzo)
and i ain’t need a sk!ll drill
or a cheap thrill, or some ill will
scare ya hair straight up lookin’ like phil ‘n lil (rugrats)
resembling tom welling from smallville (also 7th heaven)
don’t get it? talking bout superman
in your biggest plans, you are just an uber fan
the pen is insular like yucatan (that’s in mexico)
rap game clark kent up in ya water
i know my superpowers might be hard to swallow (laser vision)
just stay invested in my saga (its an epic)
and you know i stay respected in valhalla
so i spit quick ish fast like an impala (on the savannah)
spit mystic like sh-t from the kabbalah (that’s from the torah)
rip this piff stay fly like arnold’s choppah
if you wanna reach nirvana you should come meet my katana (its sharp)
[verse 4: zilla cortez]
keep one hunna on the esplanade track
with heat, so you don’t wanna go test ’em like that
take 23 shots, like a lebron throwback
ain’t benign, so you know this ain’t magic jack
cue show time
through the phone line
if you owe mine
beef like a bovine
got more reef than the coastline
chief through the goal line
like priest if you don’t mind
bacdafuccup and do it on your own time
slanging rocks, just call me onix
we the future, i’m just being honest
in the booth since dre dropped the chronic
rat-tat-tat-tat that sack for a jack if you got it
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