Constipation (feat. Black Hippy) feat. Black Hippy

歌詞

As we proceed to give you what you need, T-D-E Omega, Black Hippy came through to switch flavors Wake and bake no taters Pa-pass me the ketchup I'll homestyle fry em' You niggas better catch up as swift as I am I was born in Zion I defeated the Lion, soul made of iron Yeah, Soul made of iron Now a nigga talking, now you can't fold when you trying Try for triumph Survive by any means necessary even if it means dying Dying! Fuck the world missionary, Malcom got popped Obama got in office, and I'm still on the block Ain't shit changed,the grinding never stops Call it progress, and the reason why the chicks always fall in our nest Two niggas getting high Heh! Flying objects. Hehehaha! Yes! We got next, now forever the hippy is black interrogated by (By!) Instrumentals that give me a rhythm Put the maze together and blaze Don't be afraid, (Aye), See this is how we do Would say I thought you knew but that would not be true In fact, Be Q You fags are through and like all of you teachers thus far I'm passing you (Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh) Black Hippy! Black-bla-b-b-bl-Black Hippy Soul! Black Hippy, Black-bla-b-b-bl-Black Hippy (yeh) Black-bla-b-b-b-bla-b-bla- b-bla-b-bla-b-b-b-Black Hippy Please fix ya face, we rolling up so much, anticipation We finna shock the nation, Oh Shit! Constipation! Fuck bitches, fuck hoes, fuck bitches fuck hoes Fuck bitches (We finna shock the nation) fuck hoes Fuck bitches, (Constipation)fuck hoes, fuck bitches, fuck hoes Fuck bitches, fuck hoes, fuck bitches, fuck hoes (As we proceed) Activist (black hippy) Rebel without a cause Full clip left you stiff like a manikin Hit him in his temple, left him at the Taj Mahal, What you on I'm on some other shit, feeling like I stepped off the mother ship We sabotage the government, CIA gotta evacuate when we done The state troopers would call off the shooters at dead run It's going down I said Boogie down, down Boogie down Bronx In a black borrow hound Bumping Biggie like Pac ain't dead Two side call it Twenty-two (Ugh) I'm twenty-two and I rap like twenty zoos Straight animal Ace Ventura couldn't find no cure So raw probably bite off the face of Hannibal Protein shakes, acid, and manure