Papa Legba

Hit 'em with that lecture You disrespect the sector Put 'em on a stretcher, Papa Legba I cannot die ever I'm roaming like a spectre Niggaz I dissect 'em 60 seconds learn your lesson Cause we ain't making concessions, never misdirect 'em Always keep my eyes on the prize and on the weapon Niggaz move quick got loose lips now whose the bitch Switch sides and switch colors, Rubix cube shit See I do this with a whole lotta passion for the music But y'all abuse it and now I'm pissed like Gary Busey Diffuse me cause I'm about to lose my cool G Rap niggaz don't understand my moves see I move free beating niggaz up like Bruce Lee Or better yet like Cliff Booth in that Tarantino movie My heart wicked, the dark is like an addiction But my niggaz stay committed to the cause we never give in, never Pay attention to the voices in the wind A spiritual attraction it's best you don't give in You try to get inside there's no way you'll get in The spirit world is something you just can't walk in There's a man who carries keys to realms of ghostly beings You better understand the work that this man brings No one can cross the path without him opening The door to manifest in other worldly things The kingdom of this world I read subliminals Life's a metaphor, Death is literal The flesh is physical, the fat is trimmable To reach your pinnacle, the steps are critical From the womb we birth through The cash we burn through The ash we turn to The dust we come from The past we run from The sand in the hour glass dropped And the fat lady sung son The black spice hits the tongue Ice glistens in the light of the sun Spilling rum for our lost ones The meds are, those that will get sparked It gets dark, late nights talking to Papa Legba The pieces start to move and the truth is revealed You can feel it in the air like the mood has been killed Run for shelter as we face the stormy weather There are many ways to find the answer but listen up you better Pay attention to the voices in the wind A spiritual attraction it's best you don't give in If you try to get inside there's no way you'll get in The spirit world is something you just can't walk in There's a man who carries keys to realms of ghostly beings You better understand the work that this man brings No one can cross the path without him opening The door to manifest in other worldly things I ain't got nothing to prove Only thing these rappers good for is something to bruise Bloodstain on my sneaker my only red bottom shoes Don't know how it feel when you lose That's jealousy in your booze You envy in my reviews Soon as I gain entry Your bitch throw a frenzy Your face will be on the news The day you try to end me I'll say it again MC of the century Spray fire out the window Bump stock on the semi Simon Peter the rock You ain't worth a penny Do we make bangers ain't the question Question is how many My tongue sharper than a Rastafarians machete Everywhere I go out the sky fall confetti My forefathers was giants Defiant stone carvers Pass down the keys to existence To run the world the assistance Simon Peter also known as Papa Legba Universal mind reader Get to know your planet leader Pay attention to the voices in the wind A spiritual attraction it's best you don't give in If you try to get inside there's no way you'll get in The spirit world is something you just can't walk in There's a man who carries keys to realms of ghostly beings You better understand the work that this man brings No one can cross the path without him opening The door to manifest in other worldly things