95 Till Infinity

And we smoking, toking, potent herb Preaching spoken words that might just poke your nerves Hope you ain't scared My jeep go skrrt I peep the obscured, and what ain't normally easily to observe I swear I'm born abnormally absurd If I give you a piece of mind you've been disorderly disturbed That's my word Similes and verbs, now I'm eating Retreating for seconds and thirds, y'all niggas seasoned Don't worry what we ate, you don't want that plate I combine yours with my quake, and make the earth shake Supernatural disaster on you half-ass rappers Pass the herb to an actual pastor Word to the black lip bastard I drop knowledge like a Five Percenter Every time I drop a line, it touch like five placentas Schooling your offspring Drop heat all spring and stay hot for five novembers I think y'all niggas lost me 95 til infinity time, we in disguise behind enemy lines Women with no identity signs They can't get my lines, used to give a fuck you could find 95 til infinity time, we in disguise behind enemy lines And i just kill it everytime Instead of lead slugs, I spreads the love Like a bed bugaboo does I'm in the W with your lovable slut I'm in the walls while you bugging her up I'll do your girl like this beat, straight fucking it up Y'all niggas nothing to us This feels like nothing to us Son, taught your daughter how to bust a nut for fun Recollect and collect the funds When she see the sun spit the proceeds when i cum '99, till infinity beyond Hold my peace full of energy till my enemies be gone Until then it gets in my vicinity gone Peep the melody we on But they don't know the remedy to these songs Basic necessities on how to be put on Cause they see my team, we strong Beastcoast ain't your region If you get dropped you can't be jawed They wanna know whose shoulder we leaning on But all we do is show them who we leaning on Cause' they will never stop for a young black male Black mailed in braille that means what he felt And the very reveal could appeal Put you on the Alcatrap trail or railroad to hell Oh well, some of us is taught there is hell The other source is lost and no source of wealth Roots of all evil, the highest stars Evel Knievel I see through people's door The world may never know, how my third pupil show And cognito and cognitos flow And i don't throw subs, i throw torpedos The Don, not Cheadle, these dogs? Afro punk festivities This for my niggas that's lying with queens Nefertiti Waking up to pyramids and big kitties Gold soul theory, but what is life really