All I want is a little bit of *scatting*
And they say, all that I want is a little bit of
It's the way of the warrior, wading the waters of waters for crystal clear
Lyrical smears, piercing the ears, like Mike
Like mics pointed at monitors, receivin' fever like a thermometer
We burnin', well turn it back, like thermostats
Burnin' like Mississippi and furnaces and thermoses and gats
Right after brats, right after that
We be coolin', jump back in the pool and this is the "Samurai, how are you doin'?"
I'll be the one that you
I'mma be the one that you
Turn letters to rhetoric, turnin' feathers to fetishes, dispersin' treasure
Like turkeys in the ghetto, gather 'round you receptors
Come and look inside of these walls like metal detectors
If they could talk, they'd probably say it's soft
They is just my thoughts go off, even when it's off, but never caught
How Sway? How Ye?
Trial day, know exactly just what I'll say
When they ask whatever, I'll say, no idea
Can you approach the bench with no Ikea to build your case?
Feelin' safe but still escape, a chilling place
Around a bunch of sinners, who feelin' great
Or 'round a bunch of niggas who innovate, take real estate
Gentrify different sides like Geminis
Energise like the Starship Enterprise
I'mma be the one that you
Yeah, I'mma be the one that you
I'mma be the one that you
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