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Smithzonian Institute Of Rhyme Lyrics - Nia - Blackalicious

Yeah yeah, yeah yeah 

Blackalicious, the truth speaker 

A little somethin' 

 

Now if you want some best, come with a gun 

You can't fuck with the tongue or the way the song is sung 

By Lateef and Blackalicious we keep it fat, delicious 

Complete and grant your wishes, so peep the rap and listen 

You can't be idle, your best come trifle but even with a rifle 

Your style'll get stifled quick 

 

Lateef and Blackalicious, we coming for that dough 

To get the lyrics that we wrote again are sounding rather vicious 

Beyond scientific, I'll snap like a doberman I'm unable to hold it in 

I really hope you feel it, check it out 

 

Droppin' the topic and me apocaplypse 

Hip hop metroplis we stalkin' MC's 

Don't stop this marvelous three partners 

This bottomless beat has opened wideness 

Invitin' us inside of its deep rhythmic enviroment 

 

A labryinth, its violent beings just won't be silent 

And higher and higher means to a world [Incomprehensible] 

Where all I need is prez and that is my rent 

Just by fatting the rest, who won't admire it 

 

Won't rule as a tyrant, don't condone viloence 

Till next man trys it, don't tax no pirate 

Just watch as I begin to shape your world 

All MC's in the land spanked and baked and broiled 

 

Charred and seasoned in a pan, damn 

Awakened world stagnant even though they always been there 

Laggin' about exposing it to the hearing impaired establishment 

Raw energy, they can't be compared 

Tag 'em, then we drag them, then we finshed, yeah 

 

Now if you want some best, come with a gun 

You can't fuck with the tongue or the way the song is sung 

By Lateef and Blackalicious we keep it fat, delicious 

Complete and grant your wishes, so peep the rap and listen 

You can't be idle, your best come trifle but even with a rifle 

Your style'll get stifled quick 

 

Let it hit them 

 

The suffocation begins, your soul, it gets engulfed in 

The sound like its emotion, it works just like a potion 

It hurts just like that's only motion, gotta think about some rules 

And see it can't just all be coastin' 

 

Get to get the spectrum of the wave whenever you know it's flowin' 

Got a notion and it's deep, keep it growing like the ocean 

Don't get salty, it's just me 

 

Get a dose that's instantaneous essential constantly 

Fits like a constellation, glowing naturally, in facts you see 

The past, the future marches on triumphantly, defiantly, relentlessly 

If it ain't one thing, it's somethin', somethin' else 

 

The instrumental that contributes to your mental health 

As for most MC's we moving like a ninja that is killin' ya stealthily 

Handle your bizness candidly, fool, we gigantic globally locally 

And organically, ain't nothing you gonna do that's gonna damage me 

In this currency, it's tragedy we value beyond champion originality 

In this shit that's happen 

 

We trigger the emotional response, causes you to react violently, yeah 

We trigger the emotional response, causes you to react violently, yeah 

 

Now if you want some best, come with a gun 

You can't fuck with the tongue or the way the song is sung 

By Lateef and Blackalicious we keep it fat, delicious 

Complete and grant your wishes, so peep the rap and listen 

You can't be idle, your best come trifle but even with a rifle 

Your style'll get stifled quick 

 

Lateef and Blackalicious, we coming for that dough 

To get the lyrics that we wrote again are sounding rather vicious 

 

Now if you want some you better come with a gun 

You can't fuck with the tongue or your ass'll get stung 

By Lateef and Blackalicious, we keep it fat, delicious 

Complete and grant your wishes, we move just like eclipses 

You can't be idle 'cause even with a title 

And even with a rifle your style get stifled 

 

The king is going home to get his throne 

From the root to the flute, that's where everything started at 

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Copyright: Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

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