Turbulence

[Verse One: U-God] Boldly go only to sew the block up, lock shit down Mama told me you the giant Bump out the nose cold, crime wave wholesome Baritone throne, so defiant They stole the science from the O.G Carbon copy, sloppy, tryna muscle out the Old E Slapshot, can't get it past the goalie mask Stonefinger roam, royalty zone off Henn, gin, rummy stunts coming in sums Writing on ya tummy hun, low stamina, still hungry some Asthma clogged up, ran in smog, dialogue, dorm plasma Road hogging all hammers No matters what's the track's right and exact, it's madness The scanner listen, system jam up Right on ya rack, Black Panthers on a mission Right back at you, ready to cook this shit Babylon apple, natural habitat Stone statues *planes crashing* [Verse 2] Robotron Golden Arms, pentagon brain cell, all to Gain, chained to the bumper Wolfgang hunters, field goal punters tone,steel toe Eruption, it's a gusher! Tonecrusher smith,usher the style,stubborn born Criminals foul within the isle Let off a signal with attitude,magnitude ,beat Through, me devil lies that's sized of cathedrals The track more lethal, came back to see you Finish the job off proper, live wire shit, spit the Lava,the helicopter hit you, flyin saucers, of Course,may the force not be with you These bengals that dangle, sinister phantom menace Hansome are my lenses, all in the register, speakin my Spanish, clips like banana grips, bananza, dressed Fancy in the club, Halle Berry slowdance, we romance Now gimme love (more planes,and pilots panicing.) [Verse 3] Jackie Chan movements, hard to kill for real Drill him some more with some Old fashion smooth shit, long winded Splendid the bomb blow, on the whole a ruthless Butter roll flow, show improvement? This shit is cool whip to me When I throw off the wool This music with a mule kick Eight ball in the side pocket corner One mark the chalk, gimme my poolstick Smoked the dipped Notes by the throat, full grip, scud puddy in my hands Fans, read the blueprints The truth is, the slang you bit? To form in a sentence the cold winters I spent with splinters The apprentice under RZA's training He sang, each aim's vintage aimin at you swine eater Wife-beater scoundrels, stolen vowel thieves I'm swollen now, Collen Powel relief Throw the towel in, tools in, full spin, school em again Show em that the wise could rejuvenate All these hoodlums, don't sleep he could win Pull a pen, it's full again, celeb, all in the web on a Conquest, no disturbance Address it to ya chest, you're in turbulence Mighty men vitamin D Rest in Peace to my nigga Bigga B love you G Rest in Peace to my nigga Bigga B love you G