Black Thought - Thought Process lyrics

Verse 1 [Black Thought] I said: I've been off the chain since I lost my brain This franchise player has never lost a game They say loss of sanity is the cost of fame In that all-terrain Rover that cost some change I'm Philly-bound on the turnpike crossing lanes I'm all over like a shooter with awful aim Pull up and crush it 'til they usher me off the stage From the boss brigade, and we toss grenades So gimme dap like the group home of Sharon Jones Jam boy militia in it for life, Aaron Jones I'm on top of the world, but I ain't there alone Cuz wifey with me with them bugs bunny carrots on I'm in a Herringbone suit, I'm so baritone I am never satisfied welcome to the terror dome Of the greatest man alive, basically a miracle Body slam the beat like I'm the k**er Chris Jericho Switch up that scenario if yall don't really hear me though Excellent imperial, I do 'em something terrible sh** that make your lady think of doing something [?] When you slick as this it make the women wanna stare at you Hard, they ask "who are you" I say "I'm a marvel" Looking at these jive turkeys thinking "I'mma carve you" I'mma hurt you if I catch you out here after curfew Real n***as stand up, spend your money, argue This time is for the uninvited Somebody's pocket got a gun inside it Who catch Laryngitis? Black Thought spit sh** sicker than everybody If you ain't already know, you fin to hear about it