PLVYVHVT3 by Kool A.D. Lyrics
[Verse 1: Jabee]
Yo
What’s the knowledge?
What’s the nonsense?
Looks like candy
But it tastes like vomit
We pay homage
To the O.G.s before us
And the Y.G.s behind us
And our hijinks define us
My definition of a thug nigga
Crush any competition
Living breathing
Human being
Any [?] heathen scheming
Trying to get over
Over the under
Under some of the hunger from the summer heat
And some will eat
And some will starve
And some are free
Some behind bars
Me, I’m living in my means
Means I’m making ends meet
By any means necessary
And that means if necessary
Trying to redirect the ghetto essence
Essence is less than any message confessed in
When destiny’s destined
To be great
Illuminate your mind
Let your thoughts
Playa hate, boy
[Sample]
Super
[Verse 2: Kool A.D.]
Kool A.D., best rapper in the world
What’s up, Jabee? Heh
What it do, bro?
Me, I’m super
See your boy cool, chucking West Side mudrahs
Invest my juice in my sutras
Invent my truth and light doobs up
Spend my loot on light move so I can see my life move up
Dream like America but also like Cuba
Heh-heh
Ya no puedo caminar like cucaracha
Somebody stop your boy, dime pasta
Higher than a dreadlocked Rasta
Cuando llego a la casa
Pendejo, I’m a monster
Shoot the gift while you play it like a cello at a concert
The mellow in Matanzas
[Sample]
(laughing) Oh, but seriously...
Yo
What’s the knowledge?
What’s the nonsense?
Looks like candy
But it tastes like vomit
We pay homage
To the O.G.s before us
And the Y.G.s behind us
And our hijinks define us
My definition of a thug nigga
Crush any competition
Living breathing
Human being
Any [?] heathen scheming
Trying to get over
Over the under
Under some of the hunger from the summer heat
And some will eat
And some will starve
And some are free
Some behind bars
Me, I’m living in my means
Means I’m making ends meet
By any means necessary
And that means if necessary
Trying to redirect the ghetto essence
Essence is less than any message confessed in
When destiny’s destined
To be great
Illuminate your mind
Let your thoughts
Playa hate, boy
[Sample]
Super
[Verse 2: Kool A.D.]
Kool A.D., best rapper in the world
What’s up, Jabee? Heh
What it do, bro?
Me, I’m super
See your boy cool, chucking West Side mudrahs
Invest my juice in my sutras
Invent my truth and light doobs up
Spend my loot on light move so I can see my life move up
Dream like America but also like Cuba
Heh-heh
Ya no puedo caminar like cucaracha
Somebody stop your boy, dime pasta
Higher than a dreadlocked Rasta
Cuando llego a la casa
Pendejo, I’m a monster
Shoot the gift while you play it like a cello at a concert
The mellow in Matanzas
[Sample]
(laughing) Oh, but seriously...