eyjafjallajökūll 2.5 (feat. b the mc & ashlee jordan)

Eyjafjallajökūll

Sittin' on the doc of

Redrum
Woogie boogie nigga

Guess who's back in the micky ficky house
Same cologne as usual
Reeking of an ounce
Caught me busy last week
I got time today, bud
Now you wanna be on some kumbaya
With your tail tucked
Used to think if your not aiming to be the best
(The best?)
Why be in the contest
My drive's for love of art
Not monetary nonsense
Stay true to self
Authenticity real profit
Fibs and tall tells if you believe
Numbers can't lie
Simple to manipulate them
Wake from the simulation
X-ray shades tonight
Or at day time
Not needed
To see through the fake shit
Stop being so translucent
I wanna learn daily
Scholar and student
Fuq being stupid
Adopted that mentality on
Superior and Newton
When you're established
What's to be proven
Don't equate to me not needing improvement
Mind my own
Could care less what such and such do
Her time, pharcyde
Keep pace
Keep it movin'
She'll keep on passing you by
Just lapped you
My dear, my dear focus
Probably the best move

Who, who the hell is this at my door?
Looks like BMC
Don't let him in here no more
Who? Who? Who the hell is at my door
Looks like B the MC Don't let him in here no more
Go

I ain't never really been one
To just remain passive
They wanna talk shit
But when confronted
Move slow as molasses
Guess I'll just give them some passes
It's their choice to stay plain
You moving quickly bitch
Or get with it
Or get out the way
I got a few things to say
You got a minute to spare
I'll just rent out a whole stage
And do this shit anywhere
All I need is four walls Where I can track up my vocals
Need some scenery
Go down to Eyjafjallajökūll
You got your tongue in a twist
Did a cat get it or what
Try to focus on the pitch
Don't consider the outcome
I just wanna stay up in the zone
That's for one
Need nothing luxurious
I'm beaming in the sun
(Go)
Up in the sky
I'm a fly top gun
No point in making enemies
That you don't even want
The heat, best believe You don't want the smoke
Drew circles around you
Ain't no joke
You best believe you gone hear what I'm saying
It's about time
You gone hear what's been made
And

Main reason they keep hatin'

Mick-Mick-Micky Ficky house
Guess who's back in the micky
Guess who
Who
Who, who
Who
Who the hell is that at my door
That look like Ashlee
Don't let her in here no more
Who the hell is that at my door
Looks like Ashlee
Don't let her in here no more
Go

Already know what it is yeah a problem
Pretty keep it gritty wit a little bit of conscious
Spitting out lil baby facts still I fall back some
But a bit too late all in ya face I see u acsian
Who the hell what n why
How u never seen the type
Make you etymologize ask acs' whats right
Not an ass I'm just tryna keep it tight
My words mind sights like mountain summit heights
Pressure pushed me now perched at the peak
Prayed for power found paths to the peace
With a will and a way why not bless the scene
Kill or slay still a righteous Queen
We gods they know this
King Midas got nothin on us we all golden
Thinking it's the potion but it's all in the motion
Ain't banging that we chosen but the real get promoted
So keep it going, I can get it all day
Heat what they want then let a G spray
Let me say a G I R L

Pardon me, Queen, can I get my track back
Stall 'em out, look like we gassed 'em
Panting in distress
Engine blew a head gasket
Tough actin' like Tinactin
Key word, actin'
As if we're playin'
(Don't play with me!)

If I don't then who will Swear I'd rather be chill
The ill's overkill wit deals they conceal
I gotta reveal what they steal kill destroy
And they still evil enemies so deploy
Mount up on us let get it had enough
Any day now make the mass erupt
Wake they asses up