SOS

Lyrics

[Intro] Yeah, yeah, yeah All out in the place to be, yeah, feel me Uh huh, yeah, I'm talkin' 'bout, ain't nothin' to it Separate the weak from the obso-lete Who say mobsters don't prosper, Wasa [Verse 1] Ah, I foresee a place and time, monumental like they making dimes like Wilhelmina I foresee like it's mace in mines on the M-I-C, like I be makin' mines All it take is spine, like a snake design just to take your time and wait in line like my latest rhyme It produces like a muse but reduces like it's made of wine In the face of shine made it out the latest bind in the shape of crime I can't take it like it's made of swine, but can't break it like an agent mind without the torture Water-board it to it turn into reporter; �bermensch intent, I treat these sneakers like a tour bus And we walk the streets like they assure of us, the wishing well failed, just watch the poor come pick the quarters up And why be satisfied with quarters they be countin', they be wishing more fools will come put quarters in the fountain I foresee, like I live next door to 4B, gon' be hardcore like the next war my sword see Try to lock me out like I'm Jason Voorhees, I just use my sword as the door key, ha-ha [Chorus] We've been doin' this for a while Holdin' down the bass like I'm Guile We gon' flip it upside down 'Cause we be puttin' substance over style We've been doin' this for a while Holdin' down the bass like I'm Guile We gon' flip it upside down 'Cause we be puttin' substance over style, for real [Verse 2] Molecular, pressures carve large habits In a savage I mismanage like a credit card, America's Expressions all in my reflections like a vampire not My fans keep the campfire hot I, tell stories like Marriott floors, though a poker vis-�-vis how I carry mines forth These Flocka flames piff hot as a wok at Chang's Drop the proper relics, dispel it like Doctor Strange The rumor, that runs like a puma throughout the Ummah that we still believe in humors Gotta have hunger when you under to go from junior to humongous in the Dunya And get your hibiscus and petunia way before you have your fune Uh, abbreviated it for the dopery My poetry don't deserve flowers, deserves potpourri Word to Doeburger off the poe and tree to stop the sting like a broken bee, runaways versus overseas [Chorus] We've been doin' this for a while Holdin' down the bass like I'm Guile We gon' flip it upside down 'Cause we be puttin' substance over style We've been doin' this for a while Holdin' down the bass like I'm Guile We gon' flip it upside down 'Cause we be puttin' substance over style, for real [Verse 3] Without the substance I feel incomplete Like taekwondo without the feet, type it wrong without delete Michael Corleone without deceit or the streets EKG's without the beeps, peeps Recorded this out in Cali-fo But feel like Dallas to a palindrome, a salad on my palette, bro Still eat a cannibal sandwich, though Mix the poison with the antidote and terrorize the whole talent show Metal detector, capture the underground sound Made a palace out my catacomb; treat a hood like it's downtown When I'm down round at Favela void, I touch five states like Illinois, hella poised [Chorus] We've been doin' this for a while Holdin' down the bass like I'm Guile We gon' flip it upside down 'Cause we be puttin' substance over style We've been doin' this for a while Holdin' down the bass like I'm Guile We gon' flip it upside down 'Cause we be puttin' substance over style, for real