Dhalsim
Yoga Fire, yoga fire, to yoga flame
Hotter than the Native American running through my veins
Darker than the juice of the berry from which the sweetness came
Ate the fruit of knowledge now look at how sweet that Pussy taste
This is a marathon, not just a fuckin race
Muthafucka I'm hungry, I'll eat your fucking face
Chomping down at the bit like I just got my first taste
I'm about to knock her down and we ain't had a first date
Ya, look here Bitch I'm awesome
Ya! niggas better proceed with caution
Ya! you niggas out here living way too lawless
Govern your own in ya home, turn into bosses
Wonder why these niggas out here taking these losses
Man we can't tell you shit, you think you flawless
Homies don't want you round no more, they think you off it
Come round the corner looking mean in something awful
Yo old lady like my kids, she got a jaw full
Stay the fuck out my biz if you ain't got pull
Told you niggas to back the fuck away from me...
Now you in the realm where the angels be
Thinking it would sound so heavenly
But samsara got you horrified
You can't get the secret recipe
Come back to life
I just wanna see what I can see
Enlighten me please
The aura is stronger than anything
Fuck your gravity, I need an anchor, freeze
Telling me all of your secrets, all of your fantasies
Devil on my shoulder and his voice is getting colder
Feel the smolder of my real eyes as I realize real lies
Doing this shit for spiritual exercise
The part of the revolution will be televised
Yoga fire, yoga fire, to yoga flame
Hotter than the African American running through my veins
Stronger than a scorpions sting, now revel in the pain
I am the truth on every beat, just call me Dhalsim
Yoga fire, yoga fire, to yoga flame
Hotter than any kinda flow that you can maintain
I do not sit still in traffic, I like to lane change
Hunting like I rep EA sports, I'm in the game man
Hotter than the Native American running through my veins
Darker than the juice of the berry from which the sweetness came
Ate the fruit of knowledge now look at how sweet that Pussy taste
This is a marathon, not just a fuckin race
Muthafucka I'm hungry, I'll eat your fucking face
Chomping down at the bit like I just got my first taste
I'm about to knock her down and we ain't had a first date
Ya, look here Bitch I'm awesome
Ya! niggas better proceed with caution
Ya! you niggas out here living way too lawless
Govern your own in ya home, turn into bosses
Wonder why these niggas out here taking these losses
Man we can't tell you shit, you think you flawless
Homies don't want you round no more, they think you off it
Come round the corner looking mean in something awful
Yo old lady like my kids, she got a jaw full
Stay the fuck out my biz if you ain't got pull
Told you niggas to back the fuck away from me...
Now you in the realm where the angels be
Thinking it would sound so heavenly
But samsara got you horrified
You can't get the secret recipe
Come back to life
I just wanna see what I can see
Enlighten me please
The aura is stronger than anything
Fuck your gravity, I need an anchor, freeze
Telling me all of your secrets, all of your fantasies
Devil on my shoulder and his voice is getting colder
Feel the smolder of my real eyes as I realize real lies
Doing this shit for spiritual exercise
The part of the revolution will be televised
Yoga fire, yoga fire, to yoga flame
Hotter than the African American running through my veins
Stronger than a scorpions sting, now revel in the pain
I am the truth on every beat, just call me Dhalsim
Yoga fire, yoga fire, to yoga flame
Hotter than any kinda flow that you can maintain
I do not sit still in traffic, I like to lane change
Hunting like I rep EA sports, I'm in the game man
Credits
Writer(s): Domenique Ballard
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