Body Bag

Lyrics

[Verse 1] This society is strictly savage Fuck it - I'm living lavish We ain't on the same page You don't even speak the language Ayo Jetsun - these beats is bangin' This man has clearly Studied Pythagoras theorem Until he's seen the pattern I speak in riddles Like The Mad Hatter It's Armageddon When the God got the blues Dr Manhattan [Chorus] I don't know what your man's chattin' Probably crap Sleeping on the camp You'll get zipped up in a body bag [Verse 2] Somewhere deep in the woodlands Don't forget your manners When you're speaking to hoodlums These endangered species is shooken It's not the ingredients It's the way that we cook 'em That's why they book him For performance - right? Thought he saw the light It's getting shorter like an autumn night Told the Holy Ghost to hold the line It's just an awkward time Sign the paperwork Soon as the payment terms are authorised It's the money faucet String! He sounded so natural He didn't force a thing Bringing out the big guns C'est la vie! Let it ring Now we getting Paid in Full Eric B & Rakim B-Boy royalty I'm the King of this Undisputed heavyweight champ The killer lyricist Fuck an NZT pillin' My skill is Limitless Break the glass Satellite images Where my ceiling is Man's an original Like an indigenous Aboriginal Rappin' I'm at my pinnacle Strappin' the most medicinal Billin' the Critical Kush De La Soul How I Stick(in)abush Romani Call the homie my mush Felonious crooks Who wrote the G-code In the holiest books Look! [Chorus] I don't know what your man's chattin'? Probably crap Sleeping on the camp You'll get zipped up in a body bag [Verse 3] Drinks at the bar Rum shots making me body pop Who do you think you are? Gunshots 'll make your body drop Comp are getting molly-whopped Rappers changing their names 'Cos they were lying Like Doggy Dogg You think you fuckin' with me? Probably not Billy Brimstone I spit the molten rock Solar hot Like a stolen Glock With some bodies on it Jetsun - calculate the data With the pocket rocket These wally's smaller than a Polly Pocket There's a new plug Find a way to adapt Like a foreign socket Don't make me Molotov it Off topic Unidentified Flying Object I got off quick You got burned Like a joss stick When the joint's lit Old school Control the game Holding my joystick You've been cordially invited By Royal appointment To a lifetime of unjustified boyment You're duck soup I'm the pot boiler You're 'bout to see the end Sooner than you want Like a plot spoiler The top dog Rottweiler Your plot foiled Top Boy I'll leave you Under six feet of top soil Beastie Boy It's the Grand Royal Hard Boiled In the brickwork Stone face like a gargoyle The gargantuan Consider me The People's Champion Skeleton made out of adamantium Old dude, new wave Like Adam Ant and them High Plains Anthem YNR's the acronym [Chorus] I don't know what your man's chattin'? Probably crap Sleeping on the camp You'll get zipped up in a... (body bag) I don't know what your man's chattin'? Probably crap Sleeping on the camp You'll get zipped up in a... (body bag) I don't know what your man's chattin'? Probably crap Sleeping on the camp You'll get zipped up in a—