I Hear Voices Pt. 1 - 12" Version
I'm in the streets
You won't survive with wack Jack beats
These days and time
What shall we get us with palms?
To my Metal Face bros with stomachs of cast iron
Who been in to win and blast to the last siren
On the slo-mo', the calm artist with the so-so chick
Chased them all like how he did to Slobodan Milošević
Anyhoo, how 'bout them Yankees?
Once I leave off-stage, the party people thanks Mee's
If I may speak freely nasty like the freaky-deeky, at your local sleazy speakeasy
For any fan of the limelight
In the mic stand was left a lit stick of dynamite
It's risky business like hand-to-hand crack sale with rappers
Who's better off on the cover of Black Tail
Jumpin' Jehoshaphat, who's that?
Who cats, who do magic be like, "Tell me how you does that"
Heck no, especially those who cop pleas like Gecko
Let go the mic, do techno
Ha-ha, betcha bust out laughing at the bet
For no reason, he get cursed out like Tourette's
Yet, tight flow to make her badass stutter
Or even crack a smile from a mad fast cutter
But uh-, word play since third grade age
Back when we used to play, "Bang! Open bird cage"
Hip hop, Benny Hill, Sip Henny straight
Get every penny, wait, then he chill, at any rate
My metal face hoes with tongue or 'least eye ring
Do yourself, I will continue to do my thing
Like Kung-Fu (Kung-Fu) fighting everybody was biting
Then the super-villain struck again like lightning
In the same spot (bzzz!), now, what's the chance of that?
And a name-drop, like pick the name out the hat
That's a no jiver from the liver conniver
Who vote player out the rap game like Survivor
While I drop degrees like a nerd cat (while I drop degrees like a nerd cat)
Willy, intense speech from way back to spin your back and then freeze (freeze)
While I play high-ball, low-ball, to zero, so-called rhymers, go call Cleo
While I, steal the show like, "Thought so, try hikin'"
Super-duper stars need Ortho Tri-Cyclen
Sometimes the men (the men), mostly from the women (the women)
I hear voices saying that's the super-villain (uh, I hear voices)
Mostly from the women- I hear voices
Super-villain
(Ah!)
You won't survive with wack Jack beats
These days and time
What shall we get us with palms?
To my Metal Face bros with stomachs of cast iron
Who been in to win and blast to the last siren
On the slo-mo', the calm artist with the so-so chick
Chased them all like how he did to Slobodan Milošević
Anyhoo, how 'bout them Yankees?
Once I leave off-stage, the party people thanks Mee's
If I may speak freely nasty like the freaky-deeky, at your local sleazy speakeasy
For any fan of the limelight
In the mic stand was left a lit stick of dynamite
It's risky business like hand-to-hand crack sale with rappers
Who's better off on the cover of Black Tail
Jumpin' Jehoshaphat, who's that?
Who cats, who do magic be like, "Tell me how you does that"
Heck no, especially those who cop pleas like Gecko
Let go the mic, do techno
Ha-ha, betcha bust out laughing at the bet
For no reason, he get cursed out like Tourette's
Yet, tight flow to make her badass stutter
Or even crack a smile from a mad fast cutter
But uh-, word play since third grade age
Back when we used to play, "Bang! Open bird cage"
Hip hop, Benny Hill, Sip Henny straight
Get every penny, wait, then he chill, at any rate
My metal face hoes with tongue or 'least eye ring
Do yourself, I will continue to do my thing
Like Kung-Fu (Kung-Fu) fighting everybody was biting
Then the super-villain struck again like lightning
In the same spot (bzzz!), now, what's the chance of that?
And a name-drop, like pick the name out the hat
That's a no jiver from the liver conniver
Who vote player out the rap game like Survivor
While I drop degrees like a nerd cat (while I drop degrees like a nerd cat)
Willy, intense speech from way back to spin your back and then freeze (freeze)
While I play high-ball, low-ball, to zero, so-called rhymers, go call Cleo
While I, steal the show like, "Thought so, try hikin'"
Super-duper stars need Ortho Tri-Cyclen
Sometimes the men (the men), mostly from the women (the women)
I hear voices saying that's the super-villain (uh, I hear voices)
Mostly from the women- I hear voices
Super-villain
(Ah!)
Credits
Writer(s): Daniel Thompson, Devin Horwitz
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Link
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