Somethin’ To Listen To

Lyrics

[Intro: Sample] All I really want... [Verse 1: Kaos] Is a Hennessey, I hit the Bush but I won't fuck a Kennedy Can you incorporate the sparkin' flip, sensational See that's unfortunate, you talkin' shit I'm wastin' you I command the zone, more tears than Saint-Malo [?] and nickel plated in chrome Intuition, beats are [?] through arts of wisdom My premonition never gated by narcissism But this constitutes a musical contributes Unusual hot pursuit to juvenile prostitutes (Ah, nevertheless) A clever progress Spreadin' thoughts of disaster from North to Nebraska Consolidate the proper wеight of a smoother verse Evеrybody get hot, cooperate with the universe Cosmic, elastic with logic that's tagged with [?], Guinness, Kenny hang with [?] [Chorus] [?] Funky to listen to [Verse 2: Mad] My vocal's all poetic, energetic like a power plant Mutilatin' targets, your style's lethargic Scientists be keepin' my brain under examination My favorite hobbies: drinkin' and [?] breakin' You get the axe, no holdin' me back My pose skips on tracks, I overreact But I keep the flows smooth like an [?] But when attackin' a nigga my blood'll make Dracula shiver You catch a bloody nose off of my weight [?] Top five, you rate 10, I slam with a slave strip That decimate, proverbs created when I meditate I spark blunts with pastors, were [?] from the collection plate I step in the funeral home, exhale the smoke Pass the lady in the front row and unveil a note Your son stepped on my verbal Glock, I had to expel clips When this is over, meet me at the Motel 6 Each verbs is a virus, warriors thinkin' that they're the remedy You'll get shot like Cyrus I'm fly like Delta, no escape, no shelter From Pittsburgh to Persia, I spit verbs of murder Versatile, I freak a new style a day For my nigga LA, I shower the earth with my Alizé Just another bomb from the Nautilus laboratory I'm out for Guinness, God, your green backs and glory And it's like that [Chorus] [?] Funky to listen to