When I Sip (Holy Spirits)

You know how I do.. Libations Oww [Hook] I need that brown (Owww!) When I sip I tap into the spirits When I sip I tap into the spirits The holy holy spirits Chuuuuch! I need that clear (Clear!) When I sip I tap into the spirits When I sip I tap into the spirits The holy holy spirits And it feels bloody good bloody good BLOODY GOOD! And it feels bloody good bloody good BLOODY GOOD! And it feels bloody good bloody good BLOODY GOOD! And it feels bloody good when I'm misunderstood [Verse 1:] If you throw stones out of a glass house You might amass lacerations all in your bad mouth From chards of glass ricocheting You spitting game that'll slit your brain crisp and plain The shit's insane Better quit complaining unless ya live in a derelict tenement that's crumbling to the sediments There isn't a sentiment settling Giving way to any kind of sympathy for negative energy Just a master of ceremony Trying to get his Masters faster on the fly So I could pacify the flaccid mass of guys Only satisfied with acting bastardized Imagine if my dreams we're actualized My natural eye be the one with the battle cry Perhaps gratified that I could look back at life Classified as a Black defying tragic lies Of Uncle Tom stereotypes that belie Making it difficult for some to practice pride Shoulda been an ancient dragonfly Breathing fire on slave-owning forefathers, patricide [Repeat Hook] [Verse 2:] I'm at the risk Of attacking unattractive masculine characters with an asterisk Throw em like ninja stars In defense of contingents posing like demigods Must be time to get out the small pond If its lonely at the top and there's nothing but all pawns If it's free enterprise why ain't freedom as free? Exhorbitant extortion, unbelievable fees When they discovered I wasn't bluffing They tried to stuff a muzzle on me to muffle my nuggets buzzing But if it wasn't for none of my rugged plugs You would b stuck suffering thru insufferable crud Coming frim these bums strutting duds Everyone knows you're a bust A thug in Uggs Showing so much love you starting fucking the crew At the W But there was nothing in it for you I get it in on simpletons and sinners Offending beginners I don't need Guinness to bring the business Dawg, you're barking up the wrong tree, get back un your kennel Before the Chinese slip you into the menu [Repeat Hook] [Verse 3:] Fiery knowledge Incendiary to the brain No expletives, I'm more profane than you proclaim And you sound weak, you don't know pain Let me enlighten you; pour the propane on your scalp Ignite a massive massacre To make it sizzle like the afterburn of an unnatural perm When it's not apt to curse, I'm taciturn You're left for dead like I was a passive nurse I've grown weary of weird theatrics Steered by your myriad of geriatrics The pickings are slim; stick to the script Most of you boys are decoys devoid of poise I'm impervious to flirts When I observe perverted politicians refer to each other as perverts Turn em into nervous wrecks Whenever I thwart my third leg When they notice the girth, shirts shed So they thirst and twerk in absurd ways These self-serving politicians get gassed When I rip ass Trying to deep throat for my vote [Repeat Hook]