hozenji to holyoke - r.a.p. ferreira lyrics
[intro]
in the back of the temple of seeing
big styrofoam cup of that wits
r.a.p. ferreira, and i’m known for how i spit
hold that pressure
always press on relaxed tissue, not tightened muscles, for about 5 seconds
this acupres*
now release the pressure
*the neck area
if you don’t feel that deep aching sensation*
*the neck area
if you don’t feel that deep aching sensation, you haven’t found the point
keep probing until you do
[verse 1]
probing ‘til i find the point
we battling babylon and many chose the side of “oink”
you can only imagine what my disappointment
sorry to get disjointed
i’m on that beat like ronnie boykins, my flow ointment
a penchant for the portent, it’s important to keep it potent, while including a ghetto quotient from the opening
you can’t fake this focus
r.a.p. ferreira separate the geist from the polter’s
poultice, oysters
perpetual poverty punishing me for my poetry, that’s how i gloat
strangers often ask me if the ruby yacht is really a boat
every great rapper know how to listen close
i miss the coast
the vision quest ghost said “keep going ro, flow from hozenji to holyoke and pack a spliff of do*si*do”
y’all don’t know me though
picking role savant, snickerdoodle caveat
asala hiccups, wing tips and pickups
i held the pressure close to me, and boasted openly like giles corey
you should add some more weight
you should add some more weight, add some more weight, add some more weight
dun dun dun dun…
[verse 2]
how long i had to wait indeed
each prisoner showing their scars attempting to relate to me
at the time, my mind had no vacancies
yet, and still i was constant with the vagrancy
big toe poking through the top lazily
favorite food is slop, microwaved preferably, verily
and burbled as it came, it disturbs one all the same
left it dead and with it’s head went galumphing back
on my hip, a sack of thunder gas for us to pass
a repartee about the folly last
dun dun dun dun…
[outro]
when you open your eyes and look around and you notice the leaves falling so beautifully, or perhaps the blossoms falling so beautifully, but you have to, look around, and…
if you don’t feel that deep aching sensation, you haven’t found the point
keep probing until you do
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