Whoa Shit

Lyrics

Astral, i come out the body shit, when I come out the body, kick, like yall watching karate flicks, think yall watching karate flicks Your mouth don't sync with your words Look at my sync words, let the hands wash you That's a bird bath, if a nigga sink then the birds laugh, go straight straight to the tweet Yall misteakin the beef. I break thru your Playlist, tell em play this or itll be grapes in the street It'll be grace for the crew eat em Perfect tecs, like a proof reading Dog talk with blood in his mouth his roof bleeding This is snooze season Call my Dogg Pound, I kurupt shit The prices , I upped it I give no fuck, I fuck her in public Tell her best friend I might need a hug if the old lady bugging I swat her back with a G Tell her the rack isn't free Jerry heller planning attack on the street Fuck I'm ruthless I don't like mics, I'm hoof less I could be jordan, nigga kill among ya I could be meal I could still be hungry Dolo rob niggas but I'm still lonely Get the feel homie, this is whoa shit Motion, I got the potion , yall gotta sea this ain't an ocean, fuck it I'm floating, show boating, this ghost ship, whoa shit I get my energy up like a generator Niggas hate on you when you the innovator Nigga wait up its fine, disintegrate em Man according to mine, I've been the greatest I get the smilies up, see I penatrate her Enemies we assemble nigga hatin Nigga wait up you high you been a slave I done opened up my merkaba, my nigga i made it , whoa Fantastic four thing, I know you gonna rock with this man. You heard of apocalypse Just like the oculus rift, or some fake ass metropolis, don't say I'm great cause I don't no mistakes with accomplishments, or contradictions Yall should mention How yall niggas gossip , got some attention You're happy you got some tension Like you fixing to hang with me necks? Yall niggas stop with the lynching Hit nigga with a rope a dope I'm a doper than a coke with Coca-Cola Sorta blacking out, bubble like open soda What I'm saying do feel good I'm open toward em, hold it toward em Prepped an inception This is a broken totem pole Hold it, I'm focused, hold it close I'm sorta close with the holy ghost Holy mick Foley pose I see mankind stealing Ya might keep the roley close Can and the bag, this ain't an o.d. no This is a new school odi flow, mixed with odb I shoot my shot like we running you know we G When I get a buzz, all of the ghosts come out Man you know we so ouija You know we see the spirits we see the love Frozen reflection, well this is a miracle Fuck it I'm shinning thats why I got lyrical See my spirit glow, see it , you hear it this is spiritual