heat check - the rhetorician lyrics
yo!
yo!
this is the formula of the ranger shoalin’!
nnnnah-nah-nah (nah-nah-nah) (3x)
nod ya head
yes yes yes yes y’all!
hiking in the mountains
with my camelback
ranger hitting low kicks in sunset
could be my aura or the silhouette
you can end this call
but i ain’t finished it
find a layer of yourself
in the vision quest
you see my ego
or my visions yet?
i’m all ears like
da audio check
what’s influence
if you dont use it?
spit that real
then we can start a movement
shift that mindset
for the amus-m-nt
and up and down we go
rhetorician…
booming out your stereo
black and yellow like
here we go
bus 36’in
runnin around you
like merry go
32 magic sh-t
bars clipping fairies doee
dusting the bleachers
star seeking
like jerry jones
duece duece
emmit smith
setting records doe
93, 94ooo
ain’t crippin
like i’m on death row
spittin real
so all my ppls
feel me tho
yo momma like me in that video
she said..
i used to feed that n-gga cereal
reeese my piece
sheesh louise..
sheesh louish
hey…
got the cool asian… like general t’sos
starting movements
everywhere we go
knowledge leakin’ from your stereo
fear is
trying to figure out
how to scare me tho!
bars goin through the heat check
rhetorician cool ranch
sprinkler system
making yo feet wet
baby…
you got sit on the floor..
you making my seats wet
keep it comin’
consistency
reminding them of keith sweat
this that.. soul flow
emotions up and down
like yo yos
wide eyed..
like you seein this on the go pro..
action shot..
34 i’m like bo knows
whoaa…
sliding into second base..
erasing time on my elbows
the flow so cold..
this the day that h-ll froze
thermometer drippin mercury
3rd planet from the sun
this knowledge is the diversity
i should partied less
at the university
the comm courses still got to me
lucy opened..
a part of me
i thought ‘create your own cool.’
and now it’s the art of me
gospel of hip-hop
pumping through my arteries
da steelers starter… sweet burgh departer
undercover. like matt damon
haunt you like wes craven
baby face!
they won’t let me in the bar with my beard shaven
rhetorician dope..
dey calling this the verbal haven
knoweledge got pencils shaven
you the low 5 like the south haven
too slow
pin point the knowledge like longitude and lat-tude
is wealth a figment of my att-tude?
cube raging come back…
i’m just that n-gga with that att-tude!
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