Susan

If I dont answer my phone then you phones Translation you phony so catch on There's a lot of fakeness so move along Life's more than a fuck, some cash and a bong Crab niggas cake in the state of black-eyed susans My mind creates relative thought tapes that therapist play Vivid displays of illusions in conclusion The girl of my dreams in a field of black-eyed susans Cool whip cause I got the cream packaged and Interior fishegg, runflat with Dayton rims But rather be as humble as the words I preach You dusty diamonds in the ruff like Shreech Contracts get breached your president has been impeached You said your shit was wet but who reported that leak Never lacking substance evident in my elegance Tainted how I relish these musical elements Take em' pelham and spread like Helmanns Heltah skelter verbals gotta thank the herbals Smoking like a parent of kid who broke curfew Love few but hate all in the game that I brawl Super smash competition coming with quarrels Bitch I been I boss I ride mics Gotham gritty Nights far from noble new explanation of dark Explaining the future with just a blunt to spark Don't worry be happy can't fold if I have no cards Been a resident work the mat like wrestling Analogies for the ways the beats segment In the zone hush boy as you grace the presence My words locking jaws like masons caught tetanus Collins too reckless you double send the message Rappers in the game ain't got a mitt to catch the method Hectic express thoughts over Dilla eclectics Even my therapist wouldn't approve of this session That's no questions, no press no releasing Flow and timing is one with the four seasons Reason my delivery make you stop breathing Crooks Abstergo homeboy that best kept secret Tell labels peep this modern Shakespeare shit My wealthy wordplay spawned a verbal forbes list I ain't stopping til the asteroids rocks Or til my g-shock solar power systems stops Swear this niggas ain't icons tell them the real Then act like diss tracks is bygones By god your gone and now the choir plays a song Swear to these streets I dwell man this shit is ease Genuitity is all they really want from me I got crowd control but really I'm just a tour guide Physical from the east but worldwide my soul resides Bring the beats nigga and I gets wicked like voodoo Sweeping crews and individuals like influenzu Samples in the kitchen slicing loops like ginsus On that brand new motherfuck what you been thru Advise that ass like parental better cancel Like memberships after bad credit scores So wanna experience that real shit then hop aboard Travel abroad kill amateur claiming they spit raw You piss poor my rich flows spill sense to the floor Hotter than the sun core convected plasma An explosive disaster you better warn NASA Real hip-hop head rest in piece J Dilla Collins Crooks Abstergo hip-hop resurrectors The good never die and the real is in session Confessions blaze the tracks like Koresh In Waco I hate these bastards with no soul