Burns - What Have You lyrics

[Intro: Earl Hazard] Say Bis Me know I'm not ready for the fire, zeen Give 'em that Saddam bomb fire Rude Boy that ruckus Zeen? [Verse 1: Canibus] Earl Hazard, King of Tallulah Acronym NWC (is it me?) n***as With Computers Big horn trombone tubas Ethanol front lawn movers Catapillars with blowers Comin' out the hood loofahs Pink boots not cheap loops Fire point seat belt harness Low cage, I don't need no booth Sheriff Taws, Gregory Peck My eyes wide open all the time Even if I know the enemy's dead Here's the thing Capital C Close quarters rap with the beat Music casualties don't matter to me Can-I-Bus nom de plume Rip the Jacker rendezvous' is a brave new world Drop they shoes, it's Headquarters Sheep to the slaughter Vinegar IP, no water Pota**ium burns your fangs til you holler Banana man selling bananas From banana stands in Afghanistan Part of bananas with the camera man I'm the hammer man any which way you can Eastwood Callahan What's so funny fancy pants? It's a battle staff warm-up Reserve contingent callin' em up Poorly trained, no guts, they all s** Hot day agalo agalo, plant my plot [?] Prepare the [?] de el jefe vamanos I'm a son of a b**h black baboon silver back raccoon In the sh** hit the fan chat room Uncle Jesse said he'd be back soon before tomorrow afternoon Don't let him take the flag off his tomb Holy Kehokian curse Blood clot five shot burst What you mean my credit card don't work I fermented the polly grain The buzz went straight to my brain I drank until I can't remember my name Step up and sign the oar Hear me roar I burn the fricking goal post at the score You little pissant obstructionist You call that spittin? Yeah I'm a a**hole but at least I'm consistent Let's expand this idea further Let's pretend you're the observer In the front row of my terra dome circus The worthless plan was young The man was old The deal with the devil eternally damned his soul Cut that God damn check I rhyme with anything I'm not being lied to because I am not listening Multi feathers support A 16 bar single too short 50 bars, what the f** you thought I've got a deep root cellar fresh wine fat rack repellant To be the best is a fact I embellish Functional illiteracy, short memory Eternal periphery Molon labe life and liberty Full cycle carbon intensive With a meaningful message Still get distracted by beautiful breasts-es I like my Laverne and Shirley curly curly My eggs over easy And turkey bacon burl's handy TRS 80 Atari [?] combat baby [?] Kaliko Vision Kwazy! Watts and Williams Technology firm worth billions Strong room big enough to fit buildings Houses with gold crown molding Voice command series says "open" Soldiers standing outside smokin' Agile inspired approach I still get hired the most I need a coast where I can park my boat The flood waters give me a bath Five foot alpaca raft Heavy duty with inflatable pads I'm clumsy, help me buddy I gotta save all of my puppies Two dozen Siberian Huskies I'm a main street insider Carbon fiber concrete tiger I call [?] on fraudulent iris Positive ID vector Chief inspectors spit black gold forever North Dakota to Texas Close approach, inoculation proximity Operation microphones Decomposed to oxidation And that's just the blood clot basics You love it or hate it King of Tallula, Motherf**er, take it [Hook: Unknown Artist] I'm resilient with the balls I just handed a mic Run for your life You should save yourself I just handed a mic Run for your life I just handed a mic Welcome to the Guillotine Bringin' you that horror n***a, f** dramaticism [Verse 2: Burns] Hey yo Smoke a blunt a cigarette and drink a brew before breakfast Drunk before lunch and walk around like I'm headless Hip hop scholar not the best that should test this Cause Burns is a force that you don't want to mess with What's with the stuntin' dem not know shottas Got a crew big enough to clock ya stop ya proper Bout to bring the pain Bigger than the movie Clockers And they'll be sick of my name Til they need to see a doctor Fat rhymes flat line travelin' at max speed Metaphors mega roar leaving n***as knock me Sing a Hail Mary's to the one who's trying to Pac me Cause Burns got that rock that's top with hip hop steez Take cover rhymin' and this live grenade's Liable to get high in space doctor or toxic waste The block's hot cops got a Glock to spray food for thought Copper plate fiends put your rocks away It's a shame you lames claim to be past due Get your lips stapled shut and your mask glued My name rings and reigns supreme Pash, you f*g because I'm king of Tallula, what's happening? [Hook] [Verse 3: Earl Hazard] Hey doe, hey doe Yeah, Hazard a baddest soul Who shattered the masters With half the master [ ] hoes So go capture the madness They lack the this rapper's [ ]scroll What's ta happen if masters gathered in packs Defending [ ] and answers 'em back And he's whack act as if f*ggot clothes Will slash you in half with my crack and blast you And third degree create a murder scene, word Now every cipher transforms the calisthenic captions The benefactor's benefactor, b**h remember that one Lyrical body upper cup can knock your center back Was trippin' and I'm a make you wish you never finished packin' To puts money on my head you gonna need plenty Jacksons Kangaroo language Mr. show you how to kick the action [Dung Ye Wing Chung?] spit demographics Match gravity force that should have McGill fracutured Yeah you get your head in plastic Got magic liquid you meant to and I don't mean no acid It ain't just hip hop this Gambino jazz And rhyme tattered Titan took the sk**s There ain't no need for clashin' Earl Hazard's bring a ba*tard's body high To understand you'll probably die Now what have you [HOOK]