Lincoln Heights Ballas Country by The Raven Agent Lyrics
Having a middle age crisis at the tender age of 23...
Try to find a way to my homies named Negro G...
WestSide Shi Mao Clan is my shit. That's all I wanted to say...
Everytime I play my shit(!) it takes me to another place...
Negro Galacticus is my shit, and that's all I wanted to say...
Everytime I listen to em(!) it takes me to another place....
And I come back
To the blackest of the nations
Where I'm from, jack
What I'm rapping, what I'm spraying
In the ozone layer. In the ozone layer
And I come back
To the blackest of the nations
Where I'm from, jack
What I'm rapping, what I'm spraying
In the ozone layer. In the ozone layer!
I come a long long way, in a war
Wondering when will I find me weapon?
And I take it with me everywhere I go
And I just don't know, when will I soar?
I come a long long way, in a war
Wondering when will I find me weapon?
And I take it with me everywhere I go
And I just don't know, when will I soar?
And I come back
To the blackest of the nations
Where I'm from, jack
What I'm rapping, what I'm spraying
In the ozone layer. In the ozone layer
And I come back
To the blackest of the nations
Where I'm from, jack
What I'm rapping, what I'm spraying
In the ozone layer. In the ozone layer!
In the ozone layer! In the ozone layer!
In the ozone layer! IN THE OZONE LAYER!
IN THE OZONE LAYER! IN THE OZONE LAYER!
Maybe we find a new way to survive
Continue to prosper, continue to thrive
Continue to suffer, continue to die
Continue to DIE! Continue to thrive?
..Continue to succeed. Continue to breed
Continue to plant the seed
To the next generation and have sex
It's whats... happening with everybody. Shit
Can't escape it
...When I say shit you might think I'm an escapist
But really I'm an escape artist
My art is that which is spawned forth
Thus which is thus- thee. Thusly!
Trust thee!
On the mic, I'm right. I made a track called steamed rice
It's nice. It's ambient, transient
I'm like an ambulance for ants
I'm like a peppermint patty- elephant floating (TOTALLY)
Float with me, toast with me. (Modally)
We go coast to coast (vocally!)
With my notorious ghost that follows me
Everywhere it's a hallow dream
(And it ain't halloween)(But I'd like it to be)
I didn't write the book, or the bible
But what I will do is put some images into your eyehole
Into your ear socket- I go
With my tracks and my music on wax (on WAX!)
...Fuck with that (Fuck with that)(Fuck with that!)
Fuck around for too long, you might find this song
Will give you cataracts. What's the matter with that?
I ain't having that! Matter of fact? Grab my strap!
I'm bout to blast! (tu-tu-tu-tu-tu-tu)
That's what my shit sounds like. (tu-tu-tu-tu-tu-tu)
The weapon I'm suggesting, of course, is the mic
You ain't doin it like me? You just ain't my type kid
I don't get excited for hypeness
But I get psyched for a polite diss
I like to psyched for rice krispy treats so go on ahead
Get your commercialized Disney sheets and sleep
Under the covers trying to hide from me
But behold! I'm a sight to see, and I'm coming soon!
Cold brr-otha that can bend the spoon!
Try to find a way to my homies named Negro G...
WestSide Shi Mao Clan is my shit. That's all I wanted to say...
Everytime I play my shit(!) it takes me to another place...
Negro Galacticus is my shit, and that's all I wanted to say...
Everytime I listen to em(!) it takes me to another place....
And I come back
To the blackest of the nations
Where I'm from, jack
What I'm rapping, what I'm spraying
In the ozone layer. In the ozone layer
And I come back
To the blackest of the nations
Where I'm from, jack
What I'm rapping, what I'm spraying
In the ozone layer. In the ozone layer!
I come a long long way, in a war
Wondering when will I find me weapon?
And I take it with me everywhere I go
And I just don't know, when will I soar?
I come a long long way, in a war
Wondering when will I find me weapon?
And I take it with me everywhere I go
And I just don't know, when will I soar?
And I come back
To the blackest of the nations
Where I'm from, jack
What I'm rapping, what I'm spraying
In the ozone layer. In the ozone layer
And I come back
To the blackest of the nations
Where I'm from, jack
What I'm rapping, what I'm spraying
In the ozone layer. In the ozone layer!
In the ozone layer! In the ozone layer!
In the ozone layer! IN THE OZONE LAYER!
IN THE OZONE LAYER! IN THE OZONE LAYER!
Maybe we find a new way to survive
Continue to prosper, continue to thrive
Continue to suffer, continue to die
Continue to DIE! Continue to thrive?
..Continue to succeed. Continue to breed
Continue to plant the seed
To the next generation and have sex
It's whats... happening with everybody. Shit
Can't escape it
...When I say shit you might think I'm an escapist
But really I'm an escape artist
My art is that which is spawned forth
Thus which is thus- thee. Thusly!
Trust thee!
On the mic, I'm right. I made a track called steamed rice
It's nice. It's ambient, transient
I'm like an ambulance for ants
I'm like a peppermint patty- elephant floating (TOTALLY)
Float with me, toast with me. (Modally)
We go coast to coast (vocally!)
With my notorious ghost that follows me
Everywhere it's a hallow dream
(And it ain't halloween)(But I'd like it to be)
I didn't write the book, or the bible
But what I will do is put some images into your eyehole
Into your ear socket- I go
With my tracks and my music on wax (on WAX!)
...Fuck with that (Fuck with that)(Fuck with that!)
Fuck around for too long, you might find this song
Will give you cataracts. What's the matter with that?
I ain't having that! Matter of fact? Grab my strap!
I'm bout to blast! (tu-tu-tu-tu-tu-tu)
That's what my shit sounds like. (tu-tu-tu-tu-tu-tu)
The weapon I'm suggesting, of course, is the mic
You ain't doin it like me? You just ain't my type kid
I don't get excited for hypeness
But I get psyched for a polite diss
I like to psyched for rice krispy treats so go on ahead
Get your commercialized Disney sheets and sleep
Under the covers trying to hide from me
But behold! I'm a sight to see, and I'm coming soon!
Cold brr-otha that can bend the spoon!