Join the Dots (feat. Chali 2na)

2na Manuva get gettin' the got Good God ah, yes, man, its auspicious man Oh God, good night Who's that? Yeah, my escapades exceed Caddy Escalades I best behave to the rhythm of justice slaves Selected brave, ah, lecture me extra waves Doggin' your sounds causing you clowns just to cave Address the rage, rush the stage just to blaze Glorify your glamor and gorers just to faze Cuttin' down the rain forest for cows just to graze It's killin' the populous while you clone test tube babes Test the change, 'cuz of the fantasies they try to feed us Under the bridge drummin' for flea an Anthony Kiedis I ran from elitist who got the truth confused It's the Manphibian and the one Roots Manuva Yo, Mystic Mindset travel at warp 8 Flashback to my very first taste of hash cake Oh, Lord, I feel so sensual And every now and then I get a great sense of wha Synchronization of the hip, gyration of the old time New Right, Back to Back, man or no man no matter oh man Boy or boy, girl or girl Steppin' out of place with the light of the world I'm locked up Weed grass rushing through my veins Slip over the rocky terrain and maintain Like a weed whore checkin' that hydroponic bud Earth child, come see me rollin' in the mud He there go ever so civilized while I unrobe No played out to catch wives Don't wanna get knicks up in their mix up Wanna just fix up mind soul and mental plane Join the dots, block blood in the block Knock knockin' the not, the which, the where, the what 2na Manuva get gettin' the got Stewed chicken in the dust pot runnin' it hot Join the dots, block blood in the block Knock knockin' the not, the which, the where, the what 2na Manuva get gettin' the got Stewed chicken in the dust pot runnin' it hot Yo, some of these fellas be over zealous We have them darks jealous in dark cellas Blowin' like Branford Marsalis We park dwellers rhythm rebellers We spark letters, we art sellers Pleadin' the waters, the sharks fell us Be quick with your camcorder in no particular plan order We go hit like vehicular man slaughter sing In ding bring a fling of bringin' it on Refuse to get lost in the quest for one Although we trans-atlantic we never pedantic Check my antic, we most romantic We plan shit new for self Quantumly We killin' the saw, man, we killin' the sea Join the dots, block blood in the block Knock knockin' the not, the which, the where, the what 2na Manuva get gettin' the got Stewed chicken in the dust pot runnin' it hot Join the dots, block blood in the block Knock knockin' the not, the which, the where, the what 2na Manuva get gettin' the got Stewed chicken in the dust pot runnin' it hot No Sir Mr. 2na, I can't burn the blunt I remember the last time and have a good time Yo Yo, You ran slower while my clan grow chance'll Let the man know my pen brush stroke like Van Gogh I disappear like his missing ear when I'm switchin' gears Shinin' like your kitchen ware, rhymes rich and rare Get your picture clear, 2na the stealth reporter I melt your order like sugar and seltzer water Whoever felt the horror but knows that their chance vague Surround your sound like a spandex pants leg Spread like an advanced plague worms never dance may Shout the F and F that beats my man Craig Join the dots, block blood in the block Knock knockin' the not, the which, the where, the what 2na Manuva get gettin' the got Stewed chicken in the dust pot runnin' it hot Join the dots, block blood in the block Knock knockin' the not, the which, the where, the what 2na Manuva get gettin' the got Stewed chicken in the dust pot runnin' it hot