Ben Al - Doomed Entrance lyrics

[Ben Al] I hob knob wit snobs who drink outta gold goblets Do coke off of keys and laugh at the world's problems Feelin like Sadako twistin a thousand planes Outta habit I hadn't missed a day in a thousand straight The Valet gone cough when he hop in what we droppin off sh** look like a cumulus seepin out the sunroof of it Apollo and 4 horses returnin from a Lunar trip Apollo 13 Tom Hanks with the Buddha lit Risin up the steps of knowledge Blue Barracuda sh** Black Hemi Cuda sh**, mixin hustle with muscle of A talented hooligan, who don't give a f** about you You, or you, or him, Just about this money, it's the Rap Ranger Megazord / The leader of the Autobots Yea I smoke a lot of pot / It makes everything Funny And it look like Roger Klautz / verde / orange hair Ben Al don't care what the f** you say about Me and my crew n***a cause we flyer than you and yours Higher than humans soar, your b**h livin wit you But she dyin to do the 4, this sh** is Fantasitc I feel like the human torch, blowin boombastic And sippin Cliquot and riding in some sh** you only seen On Gran Turismo, 66 green goat I keep it G.T.O. the fullest Blowin on my goodness, flow floatin on kush but my Ass on them kushions / peddle flows / push dro But its nothin like peddle pushin, spittin verses on God's gift I got the Devil shookin, get on my level Rookie Ben Al move the crowd, you get shookin when several lookin Now look at me now, wit the planets like an overweight momma I'm the heavyweight champion, the red clay monsta And I stay wit 2 b**hes down to do the Jane Fonda Its Not a Stain on Me you can't keep the stains off ya New flow new story still the same author Still appeal to everybody / what's good? / Que Pasa? Keep it deep writin lyrics while colorin Mandalas And you love it like B.I.G. when b**hes called him Big Poppa It's Your Boy…