Noble Drew Ali

[Verse 1] Wisdom from a witch doctor Whispered in my ear, the ingredients to conquer Then he shed a tear, burning benzoin resin Squirting urine at my adversaries Dirty nail on my middle finger as it flail Drag my full length on the floor til it bleed on you motherfuckers All the G niggas love us Latin bitches cumming on my comforter Damn, she badder than I'm used to, I cuddle with her Treat a ho like my wife, treat my wife like my bitch Money don't change who you are, amplify the shit Whoop a nigga naked in the club and laugh at his dick Peel Off Passion, niggas can't dance with this Forty ounces at the round table Crown full of thorns made for some barbed wire cables Thoughts sharp as bar darts aiming The target is the money and ain't nobody gaming, nigga Revolutionary thoughts, Fred Hampton speeches in my iPod Can't walk a straight line, though I try hard Conflicted as Flavor Flav, gaffled in the shameless game Nine chains on my neck, you can weigh my pain [Verse 2] Got shooters in Brooklyn like Mikhail Prokhorov, that's on the low though Real niggas feel me like sonar, understood Avant-garde hood nigga watching Touch of Evil Swigging a fifth of Wray and Nephew Same cloth as my uncle's but a different texture This shit'll melt off you My word's a dog whistle in the ears of fake niggas I just hate niggas My old G super told me keep it Brooklyn and fuck niggas She got a man, suck me like I'm him, and I'm glad she did Make some shit up, tell him it was an accident Ain't no glory with this rapping shit No retribution for the blind, just take solace in your mind Prisoner of my thoughts, my marbles gonna be the death of me Can't sell records, too much complexity