Genius At Work

Lyrics

[Intro: Fatlip] Ladies & gentleman I would like to introduce to you tonight A very special and intriguing musical experience The Jazz Liberatorz featuring Fatlib and T-Love [Verse 1: Fatlip] Summon old tablets when I burst a verse I don't know if it's a blessing or somewhat of a curse Before I spit I get the money first Rarely do I practice and barely rehearse Somehow the flow still come out lovely I guess I'm blessed by the man above me Liberation, lacin' y'all with the rawness A dawn of a new era's upon us We gotta make moves, I paid my dues already Been doing this since the days of Rocksteady My resume is heavy When it comes to dough, you know I'm ready So rang this orangutan jungle funk Juggle fun, double chop, rock on the rock star drum Rock and roll songs belongs to blues singers So peep the song that I bring ya [Chorus: Fatlip] Like ink and feather Putting thoughts together Got pen and paper Can of pops for later Ain't nothing better Till it comes together There's a lot things Out of range And over done [Verse 2: Fatlip] You from the breed of niggas in need To bump Hip-Hop all day, smoke weaties and weed Hopin' you can open up a book and read about How to succeed you got seeds to feed Greed, jealousy, envy, hate Be the sins you commit to put food on the plate But since I'm the shit fool you got to wait nigga To eat your meal fool cause I ain't ate Evaluate to valuate your mental state It's essential for survival, it's not too late This all meant you ain't shit and you needs to quit And everything that you got you was lucky to get But I'll stay the real me so you can feel me Still silly and always will be And if you ever wonder will I ever be serious Check the rhyme in the chorus just in case you're curious [Chorus: Fatlip] Like ink and feather Putting thoughts together Got pen and paper Can of pops for later Ain't nothing better Till it comes together There's a lot things Out of range And over done [Verse 3: T-Love] So how did T-Love get her gift It started with a present that was on my list Well, if not for Christmas from that night Given a wish that was skill that I use for the writin' Craft and draft and searching themes Lurks in pages, works on a saver Return of the B girl promises A path and scaff on vlad and 5th mill A can of pops, I'm ready to bomb My colors are warm, brought all my caps along With my fat tip, my brotha Fatlip We came together when the pair was on a tack trip So gass the generator we ready to rush Jazz Liberator, T ready to buss So break me away a chain Double from troublesome bubblegum caught A rocks right now [Chorus: Fatlip & T-Love] Like ink and feather Putting thoughts together Got pen and paper Can of pops for later Ain't nothing better Till it comes together There's a lot things Out of range And over done [Outro: T-love] What do you do, Tony Love & Fatlip What do you do, I'm more the fat kid What do you do, Tony Love & Fatlip What do you do, pick up a fat gift