Idea

[Intro] (Beep) Yo, what's up bro, I'm just calling to let you know what's up All is good, all is swell over here, I responded to your e-mail So you know, you can check that, and I got you a little gift It's called a narghilè, when you get the jawn But when you get it, man, breathe easy, you know, don't kill yourself [Verse 1: Asheru] A worn rhyme book made of suede leather Letters on the page light as a feather, but... {x3} Heavy as they come I become one with the drum Cymbal-tongue, very few can do it better... A worn rhyme book made of suede leather Letters on the page light as a feather, but Heavy as they come I become one with the drum Cymbal-tongue, very few can do it better Now, I've been known to do my thing on the mic here and there Some local some faraway from home And every place that I've flown, you ask the people that were there And they tell you how the spot was blown [Verse 2: Agent 006] More like blown to bits, the way the bass hits Thump it in your trunk, I suggest using nothing less than fifteen-inch Surreal surround, the bass pounds, the highs pierce Similar to being punched and pinched The way I describe this is inexplicable, something like a miracle Absolute bliss, while you were sleeping we accomplished this Here to make the constipated say that's the shit [Chorus: Asheru & Agent 006] I got an idea that I wanna share You don't like it, so what?, I don't care Throw your hands up, keep em in the air Don't wanna roll wit' it? fuck up outta here! We only rocking for the live ones (right here!) [x2] I got an idea, that I wanna share You don't like it, so what? I don't care [Verse 4: Asheru] Just spit to make the people take a pause The result is applause and dropped jaws Yes y'alls ain't enough these days I'll believe it when I see your hands raised, where they at now? That's better, didn't have to persuade you In the band you know I played the drum major Teenagers to old timers with Alzheimer's Thugs, scholars, tree huggers and wall climbers, let's go! To a different direction on your selection I'm only glowing your reflection And if you leave here knowing, then half the battle's already won I'm glad we making a connection B.M.I.G., you know the mantra, ya' know Bob Marley Inhaled Ganja Ya' know that to lock in me in the lab with the same and a pad and a pen The finished product is bonkers [Verse 5: Agent 006 with Asheru] This beat I designed for you to wiggle your butt Put the CD on repeat and rock on No matter if you're anorexic or you've got a gut Put on a show for me, (effort? The pop core? empty the popcorn?) Now no squares allowed [because we're having a ball] We do it for the yay high [and the ten feet tall] Everybody [in the place] get up off the wall [[We bout to take it all back, yes, yes y'all]] [Verse 6: Asheru & Agent 006] Have you ever been to your local venue to see a show that just ain't no good? (I mean the bammer on stage, he rhyming nonsense nonstop and you wish he would) So now you mad at your peoples for setting you ass up and saying this was the place to be (To make the situation worse your friend knew the artist so, nigga, you could've got in free) And just when you think you gotta head for the door and go back from whence you came You see your boy getting put in a yoke, and first you think it's a joke But then you know it ain't a game, when they say... [Chorus: Asheru & Agent 006] I got an idea, that I wanna share You don't like it, so what? I don't care Throw your hands up, keep em in the air Don't wanna roll with it, fuck up outta here! We only rocking for the live ones (right here!) [x2]