It's Like That
I'm so high I see my vessel that my soul's attached to
No lie I'm like a lion when I'm rhyming at you
From the Solar Plexus golden fire rises at you
Apply the pressure like Shiatsu
But it ain't you to take your final breath and tie a lasso
And hang like basketballers slam dunking hoops
I feel the vibe like a masseuse
Killing time with the rap goons
Never get inline to pay them taxes
Like they asked you
Or man will catch you off guard
On a back route, it's a par
For a glance, man will glass a man
Why can't we jamm?
Oh yes we can, woman to man
Accept our system is a scam
So don't be plotting on no ghost train
Going hell bound, while city enters melt down
Cooking up a storm the ingredients off the shelf now
Never out of date, I make you elevate
These feather weights had better stay the hell away
I'll detonate
I feel a glow no matter what the hell the weather says
I kill a show, collect my pay, get waved another day
Yo yo yo yo yo
I'm staying wild, never loosing my inner child
Forever moving like the Nile, the world's spinning while we wyle
Tears are spilling of the face of mother nature while we smile
We're in denial, life's the trial, and if the Queen be my beat
Well I must be the King of style
Individual like finger prints, indigo since a child
I break your faith down to increments
I'm eating while you linger in the isle
Got a dinner tray, no dinner on that plate though
Prophesising like I'm Plato
Mould your mind like Playdough
Find the light, become enlightened, then I don the halo
Whoever's on the throne gets thrown like a hot potato
Ghost busters clocked the duppy man you know it's case closed
We're fed fear like vitamins, instead of healing Ritalin
We're needing discipline yet no one's listening
Forgot we're flying through this holographic universe
It's cinematic like some distant planet's
Enigmatic when I capture the magic
And calibrate it into classics
Pre written rapture in the rights of my passage
All symptoms of illness you blink and they will vanish
Drink to that like it's magic yet kicked back relaxing
Coz my spliff's fat and banging like the beats that I rap on
Soon to blow like I left the gas on
It's like that son!
No lie I'm like a lion when I'm rhyming at you
From the Solar Plexus golden fire rises at you
Apply the pressure like Shiatsu
But it ain't you to take your final breath and tie a lasso
And hang like basketballers slam dunking hoops
I feel the vibe like a masseuse
Killing time with the rap goons
Never get inline to pay them taxes
Like they asked you
Or man will catch you off guard
On a back route, it's a par
For a glance, man will glass a man
Why can't we jamm?
Oh yes we can, woman to man
Accept our system is a scam
So don't be plotting on no ghost train
Going hell bound, while city enters melt down
Cooking up a storm the ingredients off the shelf now
Never out of date, I make you elevate
These feather weights had better stay the hell away
I'll detonate
I feel a glow no matter what the hell the weather says
I kill a show, collect my pay, get waved another day
Yo yo yo yo yo
I'm staying wild, never loosing my inner child
Forever moving like the Nile, the world's spinning while we wyle
Tears are spilling of the face of mother nature while we smile
We're in denial, life's the trial, and if the Queen be my beat
Well I must be the King of style
Individual like finger prints, indigo since a child
I break your faith down to increments
I'm eating while you linger in the isle
Got a dinner tray, no dinner on that plate though
Prophesising like I'm Plato
Mould your mind like Playdough
Find the light, become enlightened, then I don the halo
Whoever's on the throne gets thrown like a hot potato
Ghost busters clocked the duppy man you know it's case closed
We're fed fear like vitamins, instead of healing Ritalin
We're needing discipline yet no one's listening
Forgot we're flying through this holographic universe
It's cinematic like some distant planet's
Enigmatic when I capture the magic
And calibrate it into classics
Pre written rapture in the rights of my passage
All symptoms of illness you blink and they will vanish
Drink to that like it's magic yet kicked back relaxing
Coz my spliff's fat and banging like the beats that I rap on
Soon to blow like I left the gas on
It's like that son!
Credits
Writer(s): Alexander Gerrard Whitehead, Joseph Oliver Corfield
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