Something Holy Like Qur'an Lyrics - Andre Nickatina

(Nicky) 

It's the bazooka chooka drivin just like im blowin lutha 

Look to the future on a dime doin karmasutra 

Jump out a supa' benz me and my supa' friends 

Thinkin on some supa' ends, Eatin soul food again 

Man fully loaded and quoted, you know devoted and wrote it 

And you can never decode it, If I can sell it I sold it 

It's Nicky kamikaze, at cha' party, at cha' party 

I'll tell the guard ta' shoot cha' 

Why you gotta lurk arody. 

(Equipto) 

Yea so pass the yak, back ta' back 

Now I tilt my frisco hat 

Hit the track and get the scratch 

Then we blaze that indo sack 

Hey im a rapper, ghost rider like casper 

After hours crackin the partys full of my laughter 

Pass the weed to me like M.D. and get to thizz dancin 

Hyena crunk, like he a blunt and get the shit crackin 

Ya need ta' know this weed ta' blow ya maybe that we can roll 

But see at shows i up the stakes if you want Queez to flow 

Follow the guest im so low in the flesh 

I keep do'do' in my chest 'cause i dont know whats next 

But now im livin fo' it, get in goin, everyone who spit it know it 

Im reborn but could be gone and any given moment 

(Nicky) 

And im the numba 7, March 11, 

engine revin, keep it steppin, 

Weapon keptin, on the left in, man 

this my confession, my souls controlled man 

all through the penile, I wonder up in heaven if Ray Charles can see now 

You never see smiles all on the boulevard 

gotta shake the dope in jars