Animal Kingdom

To the kingdom of all creatures
You have risen spirit souls
Don't turn back now, hear the sages
It is time to reach the goal

Yeah, yeah, yo, back in this bitch, I'ma kick the door down
Down right dirty like shit in your mouth, nah, just pulling your leg
And all that shit-talk, mate, I'ma put it to rest
Yes, you know what this is, Hip-hop, and neurolinguistics
I'm real, I don't rap for the dough
Tell it to a friend, bitch, act like you know

I'm a dedicated, motherfucker, living my dream and
I'ma keep them comin' like I'm flicking their bean
Set the kitchen ablaze then take to the stage like Ricky Gervais
Tell it like it is in a world gone mad
I'll paint the town red like a girl on rags
Got three blunts like tree trunks, you know who it is (these cunts)

Big Macka, doing the do, with an open mind and beautiful view
I said, "Mate, check it out, it's rough as rugby
Stand back, I'ma fuck this pussy"

If you want it I got it, and since you need it, let's get it
I got a chainsaw wrapped around a baseball bat, I said, "Bitch"

Through the who-ha, boo-ya, you know what it is
My crew flies, blue skies, on them southern winds
Like ooh-ah, woo-ha, my eye glides
Out the jungle of my mind like, "Bitch don't kill my high, bye"

Matte black bat, out of the cave like Gotham
Change my lane when I aim my conscience
Grew from rap, I was raised on Compton
Put 'em in a cage, make a name like Bronson

It's all gold when summer hits autumn
This is my trip and there's nothin' this awesome
In a Carl Sagan built ship, with Bill Hicks holding a suitcase
From Hunter S. Thompson

Caution, Jonathan's mind's like a spaceship
Tryin' to hide from the prying eye of the Matrix
I've lost my marbles, hell it's fun though
I left my knowledge in El Segundo
Boo-yah, I don't have time for the who-ha
I'm Martin, massaging my ears like woosah

Woo-hah, I got you all in check when I Busta Rhyme and bomb the set with a
Jaw Cracker, gobsmacker, with this hunger I built a life I sought after
The best thing I've ever had, like Eddie Murphy starving, chewing on a raw cracker
Shit, it's all after (that was rich, that was, they wanted rich)

And right now I'm more ready than I've ever been
It's a zoo, and we're heavy as some elephants
Shit, the Wolfpack is back on the map
With a crew of cats, riding a semi full of pelicans

Through the who-ha, boo-ya, you know what it is
My crew flies, blue skies, on them southern winds
Like ooh-ah, woo-ha, my eye glides
Out the jungle of my mind like, "Bitch don't kill my high, bye"

Thank you for that lovely tune
That funky music
Thank you for that lovely tune
Let's go
Let's boogaloo 'til we puke
I've lost my marbles