Charles Hamilton - Cows In Russia lyrics

Yo, tell me how you feel now, is it real now? Let me know if you're still down not like Pac but I'm the Psych-Pac, Psych doctor like USA. But I got my words and I rock with them. Got a warm leatherette, it's a hot rhythm. And in p**n I can bet I'm a hot n***a. But I only have one actress on my mattress. So watch this n***a, instead of what I do with my chick, musical she's some Suicide chick. Dark orange now, some do or die sh**. And we on now so who you ride with? Who can you vibe with? This the style I give when I don't wanna give a sh**. And it's the sh**. So I'm not giving myself. You either get it for free or never get it yourself Now you see me, now you don't Now you see me, now you don't Now you see me, now you don't Now you see me, now you don't Whether or cold you still can't see me in my leather Whether or cold you still can't see me in my leather I shocked the game and I still look better than all these n***as who need a good look forever. I don't need a co-sine or tangent . I'm just throwing a tantrum, god damnit. H-A-M-I-Til, the hottest n***a in the brothel. Bag a b**h walk out until I say so. And ain't nobody rocking my way so. Please accept the mistake I made and let it still be a fresh breath everyday. I'm having fun these rappers can't say the same thing. They all mad at me because they say the same thing. And I stay in the name ring the hottest name you could ring And my name rings bells, what the hell. Hottest sh** you ever heard, ever. And I gotta get better than that being clever Now you see me, now you don't Now you see me, now you don't Now you see me, now you don't Now you see me, now you don't Whether or cold you still can't see me in my leather Whether or cold you still can't see me in my leather Damnit, I'm hot but don't amp it. If I decide to gamble, I gambit, It's my stop. My deck. So therefore my respect, and matter of fact leave the cash, give me checks. Yeah, go darker than the first check And you end up with a birth check. Hurt? Yes. Of course it hurts to be this f**ing gorgeous. But there's no more love for the dude who loves gore. I love keeping it dark, keeping it simple. But since I'm keeping it dark n***as are temperamental on my instrumentals. Wishing mad sh** was simple. But my demo was harder than half these n***as mixtape and all these n***as albums, so sit straight. See who can dictate the entire Tri-State or the Tryst-ate, depends on if your b**h hate Now you see me, now you don't Now you see me, now you don't Now you see me, now you don't Now you see me, now you don't Whether or cold you still can't see me in my leather Whether or cold you still can't see me in my leather