Third Eye Sight

I observe life through my third eye when I burn thai Get the verse tight like a virgin the first time Fisher price my first mic, love at first sight Walking a dark path, armed with a searchlight Merking the circuit I certainly earnt my Stripes as a general, punishing the workshy Surfing the new wave watch how I turn tides Putting out hells flame moving the earth like G-O-D hitting the skins I talk low in the confession box, admitting committing the sin Commission aborted shit I got gotham on lock Trotter boys out the carboot shotting some stock "Blud have you got a spare zoot?" bother me not This is fine art dude a Hieronymus Bosch These MC's is leftovers I polish em off No apologies my policy's abolish the lot You're still waiting for a bollock to drop My hip hop's top of the pops, lighting up a crop of the pot Got 'em reaching in their pockets for paper I'm just cotching plotting the caper Money now, apocalypse later