Ultravelvet by The Shinobi of Chernobyl Lyrics
Check the victim of the crime
When you check the rhythm of the rhyme
Legends are born. The world is torn
Word is bond. I love through the scorn
Kwu. They don't have a clue
What I'm talking about. What am I to do?
The eye is the mind, which binds
Us through the best and the worst of times
Check the wisdom. Peep through my skull
A body with the force of constant pushing, never taking a pull
IQ expands to many lands
A soul that is touched by many hands
Blessed that they may be. Universe
Got Wisdom heal your self first
Look inside and search. Don't speak a verse and lurch
Intellect is strong. A free man
Is a slave on a different level, do you understand?
Moving within the winds. It kept me tense
Now, with the help of spins, I control the turbulence
They think he's God thirty because the God's dirty
Pants are getting lower and lower
Sipping the soda on the sofa makes my heart colder
Yet, I remain bolder than ever. The eternal burden
Try to push me away, and I'll start hurting
You. Understand my culture being
The all seeing leaves the vultures bleeding
The virtualization of my porn starlet
Will kill my single woes. Gimme a freaky harlot
Charlotte, remain a queen
There are those who want your crown. Make sure to rupture their spleen
Gleaming throughout the club I just demolished
It had something to do with a fraternity from a college
Polish my teeth with my own blood
Get blessed from my bud. Oh, crud
I.C. Weiner. I.C. Weiner
Touching a kid. I swore to god I had seen her
Just getting tortured on the daily
Gun to my head, but I still snitched. Get the bailey's
The gods want the cream. I want the dream
To be fulfilled, so I can bring success to my team
Moving hyperactive with my scythe
Busting mics and wrapping up my boring life
When you check the rhythm of the rhyme
Legends are born. The world is torn
Word is bond. I love through the scorn
Kwu. They don't have a clue
What I'm talking about. What am I to do?
The eye is the mind, which binds
Us through the best and the worst of times
Check the wisdom. Peep through my skull
A body with the force of constant pushing, never taking a pull
IQ expands to many lands
A soul that is touched by many hands
Blessed that they may be. Universe
Got Wisdom heal your self first
Look inside and search. Don't speak a verse and lurch
Intellect is strong. A free man
Is a slave on a different level, do you understand?
Moving within the winds. It kept me tense
Now, with the help of spins, I control the turbulence
They think he's God thirty because the God's dirty
Pants are getting lower and lower
Sipping the soda on the sofa makes my heart colder
Yet, I remain bolder than ever. The eternal burden
Try to push me away, and I'll start hurting
You. Understand my culture being
The all seeing leaves the vultures bleeding
The virtualization of my porn starlet
Will kill my single woes. Gimme a freaky harlot
Charlotte, remain a queen
There are those who want your crown. Make sure to rupture their spleen
Gleaming throughout the club I just demolished
It had something to do with a fraternity from a college
Polish my teeth with my own blood
Get blessed from my bud. Oh, crud
I.C. Weiner. I.C. Weiner
Touching a kid. I swore to god I had seen her
Just getting tortured on the daily
Gun to my head, but I still snitched. Get the bailey's
The gods want the cream. I want the dream
To be fulfilled, so I can bring success to my team
Moving hyperactive with my scythe
Busting mics and wrapping up my boring life