Sedans

Lyrics

[Intro: milo] I'm here as a representative of the Tanaka clan Oh I gotta—? Okay Well, I guess I'll demonstrate this move The dim mak Okay [Verse: milo] Cut off my antenna and wonder why the messages stopped In human times they kill the messenger and harvest the neighbors' crops On the boundary of the absurd where labor drops Eating a bowl of rice and beans I suppose they say lots of things Tuck what's God's honest behind what seems obscene Most of it's gesturing, rock a gerund like an overcoat Ruby Yacht, motorboat, Horus with the morbid overtones Fortune cookie lucky numbers for a horoscope I'm with Shea-man in Ray-Bans, niggas can't touch us In sedans in Sudan, nigga's not bluffin' with that long stick I'm in that RBYT clique We on that very indie shit and we don't need to fuck with you And you don't want to fuck with this Ro-Man scaled a mountain etch it on the edifice Step to a rapper like you not a worthy nemesis On the side of the road tellin' a PO I peddle medicines Been on a higher level since you was eating gummy vitamins Myka 9 called my shit high art and on the pie chart My part look like quiet Pac Man I'm on my riotous self righteous, pulled many all-nighters My last apprentice died, shit But y'all just want them tired quips about stubbed toes Six years in the wild turn a person cutthroat I wish I could give a fuck about a brushstroke Hit it with the gusto, bam! I'm Emeril Legasse with that ol' frying pan Emeralds adorn my body on the bough of a Ruby Yacht And know it's no remorse 'cause rapping is a blood sport And know it's no remorse 'cause rapping is a blood sport It's called the dim mak Crossing the Ruby Yacht would be a dim thought, huh That'd be a dim thought