Ab-Soul - 3rd Eye lyrics

[Verse 1: Twista] See you with the eye Rather at the apex of a pyramid or the forehead of a cyclops Talking sh** to me make sure you're off the right block Still I'mma come through in the Mercedes Benz white drop Might stop, but only if I know you I don't mean to blow you with the statement But I don't be f**in' with these n***as, and that's why they be hatin' Cause I stay in the zone, I be alone, so excuse me if I'm wrong I'm off a kush, and when the T.H.C. affect the dialect I be as free as the wind and fire Let the energy in me be my empire yet the remedy for me is ultraviolet, violence, silence All the critic's when I spit it I'mma creature of punishment when it comes to torturing And with this rap sh** I'm a beast Balling like I'm Uncle Pauly and all of the above we goin' in the club incognito with the snub East, be the direction that I'm prayin in But I'm a Midwest n***a Mean with a verse, something fly- I am seen with it first So they can say "Where you get that n***a?" The essence of my vocabulary's exquisite when I enter into a realm, taking me to the helm Of lyricism, you gonna be callin' me majesty, callin' a tragedy that you gotta see on film So I salute and advise you not to shoot, you are not equivalent or parallel to my level Sub-par, So coming at me wrong is worse then being on the carousel with the devil I can turn these happy homes and these fake MC's into whole apartment buildings and vacancies Bakeries, cook em til they done, whoop em til they wump, put a funk in them n***as Watch what you say to me [Bridge] Don't play with me, I'mma make a hater pray to me God cause I'm hard and my flows is the coldest You are no threat, don't step, I am a descendent of Imhotep, yes, Moses knows this Of annihilation we are on a brink, I be smokin' up the stink, so before somebody thinks See see i'mma start to get ugly as Michael Spinks , when I rap about the Sphinx, instead of about minks Knowledge is power so he taught you 'bout your third eye [Verse 2: Ab-Soul] Type of sh** I make a bird swim, fish fly f** it, touch the sky on the first try Man a motherf**er could never control me, only squeeze me and hold me Is what the ho came up and told me, Now is she bold g? But in my mouth is where the gold be, cause I be playin' her like Goldy Ab-Soul I know ya know me Pack of Backwoods jar of that good yeah I blow it by the OZ I never sleep, you getting cozy I made it out the jungle, I should write a book about Mowgli I ain't a k**er but don't push me I hit you with a Sig, but I'd rather smoke up on a stogie God MC, you could say I'm holy The ghost of Alori Joh walk with me so a n***a never lonely Solo (Soulo), but Top Dawg is a army Flow AT and T n***a 4 g's Might be the hip hop Bob Marley, Taking shots at politicians while I roll weed Easily Eazy-E without the Jheri Curl Juice Off that drank that make you think every girl cute On top of the pyramid, A angles acute Mark of the Beast on me, him, her, and you Money in the safe in case there's a lawsuit Because any lumberjack would say they saw you Me and Twista in the cut twistin up a blunt what the f** you want? [Bridge]