Lyrics

Yea yea yea yea yeaaaa Hey hey heyo [Chorus: E-Fav] Hunnid miles an hour, racing to the finish line All my niggas eating, get your plate it's dinner time [Verse 1: L.A.Z.] Aye it's dinner time Set your places and I play "Changing Faces" Fetch you vintage wine, get the motives right Set the mood to right Pen stroke and I close my fist Y'all don't feel me like it's saliva on the right side Burn establishments, crashing at Lisa Left Eye's [?] I ain't lying Ain't that underground, how I wrote this in the basement, spacing On the west side like I'm in Cali, ay just Gimme scratch like a DJ nigga Can spark a White Owl off the wordplay nigga Hella faded that's why I'm really out here elevated The Shaquille of [trill?] watch me dominate your playlist Relax and chill to me hanging on goals still Flows cock diesel to me and my three amigos Versace, Versace, Versace, I'm muy bueno All about [?] negro [Verse 2: Ilajide] Tell chickens get low, lyrical pistols Ready to bust off in yo ass and cook you quick as Criscos I sizzle like Frank's Red Hot, up in yo stomach with the Pepto Bismol Have you feeling like you in front of a state cop and you breaking six laws I'm pissed off, 'cause I'm missing some meals attached to [this bars?] Gimme beef, [?] butchers with two cleavers Spit it Caesar, I mix it, light salad without sativas Indica, [?] for all my niggas For my leisure, I be fucking up the beats [?] Better leap off the D-I-C-P-I-M-P [?] Nigga he [?] for pupils ever since Bruce Lee gone [?], using one of my nunchucks to play ping pong Nigga he raw, something like water, I take any form A Katara in The Avatar, never [?] When the mic's on, I get as continental as a Lincoln Put in overdrive my [?] know I get my peak on [Chorus: E-Fav] Yo, infinite rhymes, with these invented rhymes Uh, infinite rhymes, with these invented rhymes Hunnid miles an hour, racing to the finish line All my niggas eating, get your plate it's dinner time Yo, infinite rhymes, with these invented rhymes Uh, infinite rhymes, yo, invented rhymes [Verse 3: E-Fav] Pattering, stacking lyrics, spit that shit, make it astounding My complementary sauce blend beefing it up the vibe It's just substance and styling on you Right atop of my bucket list Dream never deferred, these words spilling out of my thought mo' It's not a golden era flow, extremely individual Colorful snapping dragon sushi roll nigga you already know Ever since I decided, take control of my future Doing better with residuals, ritualistic villas Feel 'em, vibrating the area, full as the compromise in 'em Never for fear of [?] These boulders over my shoulders, spitting supreme oratory [Glowing from the podium?], sit back look how they molding 'em I told my son I got him, 'fore he even hit the soil Growing into my own, nigga, for you just like an avocado My motto never come sloppy, shout out to Phife or the Funky Diabetic, R-I-P to the legend [Verse 4: Noveliss] And made it rain stay purple in the absence of the legend Who taught me to love the art without asking so many questions And this is what it sounds like when doves cry Maybe I'm just like my mother, never satisfied when I'm smashing rhymes Crash down through the glass at the lab where they design cats Smoke pellet deception, you lose visual contact Two throwing daggers leave the sides of my thighs, hit where your eyes at My focus is blown outta proportion, never get sidetracked Watch me in IMAX, in honor of Prince I'm, in a Purple ninja get-up looking like Rain from Mortal Kombat Noveliss get foul on the mic, yelling and 1 Best of both worlds And by that I mean I come to the studio with a katana blade and a handgun And bring 'em both to the wrong fight, bring a sword to a gun fight Slice bullets in half into fragments, blast half your alliance Fuck gun violence, and I might just, be your favorite rapper's headache Slinging syllables and them sinuses, peddling Excedrin, Vicodin Have you lost in the medicine cabinet when I write and shit