statik selektah’s “bird's eye view” - xkylan lyrics
[produced by statik selektah]
[intro]
i want you to tell them
statik selektah
[verse 1: raekwon]
lets do this man for real
we smoke big blunts, cigars, it’s us
it’s obvious, kids, we regulate up sh-t moving through brush
the beats is grim, the ambiance plush
the speaker won’t bang, the sneaker won’t l-st
snitches wish dead, the eagle gon’ bust
catch you in the wrong spot, you dust
statik ill, bring the havoc, this is magic
fake n-ggas flee out, fly out the mouth, i get you gatted
sports cars, reendorsed yards
everybody four stars, rae like forty, jewelry gaudy
your creature game corny, i eat your dame, you hop up on me
head off the rip, grab the whip, rest maturely
hanging around the vets in the sweats
since ’97 we was rolex-ing the extra
f-ck around a hundred tecs flash
flex, cash, drugs, money and s-x
dumb check smashing
[verse 2: joey bada$$]
watching the game from a bird’s eye view
they say it’s hard to keep trust so my third eye grew
chakras open, binocular scoping, sour smoking
hoping my best buds ain’t only in it for the tokens
cause they say it’s who you joking with, tokin’ potent with
tag team and strokin’ chicks, the ones that do some bogus sh-t
act cool on the strip, but want to put two on your hip
macking jewels in your whips, booming your hits, scr-w-ng your b-tch
froze under my toes, b-tches where my p-n-s is
kicking it since the womb, now you see what the fetus is
and what the fetus is? would these n-ggas feed us sh-t?
rob a n-gga for his number 2’s to put my feet in, sh-t
flow slippery, rise to the tippity top
i’mma make hot drops, make snakes history
dreams of living civilly in sicily
laughing with a fan like
[verse 3: black thought]
it’s the elephant in the room
created by a collision of the sun and the moon
my sonogram was an image of a gun in the womb
that was soon to be doper than heroin in a spoon
i’m astonishing, honestly my future looking promising
as my skin tone and a crystal clean onyx is
darker thoughts let the beats break like a amish’s
i’m a stroke of g*nius like mickalene thomas is
hip-hop and body rocking and doing it dude
i am the living definition of improving the groove
i use the same tools to shoot that kubrick used
take your hero to the river, give them two b-rick shoes
who lose? if you really ain’t n0body till somebody love you
i say you ain’t n0body til they speaking highly of you
and what i’m sure you wouldn’t want is any kind of trouble
unless you got a crash dummy or a body double
you got a couple homies down to catch a homi- for you
well i’mma fold n-ggas into origami for you
the most notorious, poet laureate
whole story is glorious, stoic warriors
and i got my eyes wide open on you quasi-
haters still smirking like the gators on an izod
lacoste, y’all tomato head n-ggas are
imposters, long drawn out process
triple og’s got a worn out conscience
reminiscing to when we was all out monsters, on
our sierra leone reigning tyranny
i strike fear in their hearts, rappers stear clear of me
black sankofa, ayatollah, range rover, games over
bill folder, give n-ggas that ebola virus
huh? you got me chopped like miley cyrus
naw, i’m on your block with somali pirates
[outro]
for real man statik man, whats good?
yeah you know i gets it on
i ain’t playin’, i’m truly the worst
i was born about that
…represent me
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