Diaz - Go Fishing lyrics

[Verse 1: N-Light-N/Son of Light] The eye and the man with the holy script Just what's the constellation Voicing this combination Brand new revelations, from the woodworks Striking y'all from beyond where the shadows lurk Double check we undermining and tricky son Blinding bring on the shining like Nickelson Boy scouts we got no time for toy scouts No doubt strictly the 20 pound trout I turn it out like [Diaz] (?) beyonds at the closet [N-Light-N/Son of Light] Wind up my rod and I toss it Looking for flavor you lost it Searching for my path you crossed it See this is style I back the f** up off it I got no time for the petty rhyme Work mining my mind with material that I grind I'm in the ponds like a spirit on the loose Charge like a king moose fat with the one twos [Hook: Diaz & N-Light-N/Son of Light] (x2) Surrender to the laws of nature You wanna step up but first we gotta create ya Together on this mic mission to make you listen We take you down to the lake son Let's go fishing, let's go fishing [Verse 2: Diaz] Just like you sure wouldn't share the goods PRIMOZ Deep Green's the bourough for my P Naturally we was hostiles actually Like Uncle Barry, flies and mics is what we carry The military like (?) visionary [N-Light-N/Son of Light] You're an adversary, against the T.P. legendary Sending the eye of the one interplanetary Preaching, reaching out to ma**es like missionaries [Diaz] Orginally from the continent that's northly I'm softly k**ing low key like Rush D Your style frozen the land next to russia Cosa this sh** ain't yours it's nostra [N-Light-N/Son of Light] Legally one million worlds domination Illegally throwing false heads out an abomination Your facing, the lake dweller f** Jason You better be praising or be the victim of a wood chasing [Hook: Diaz & N-Light-N/Son of Light] [Bridge] Going fishing, going fishing Fishing [Verse 3: Diaz] We on your silver hooks and bait Come follow me down to the lake The forest clearing forms a gate For my boat, I use the stars to navigate I'm trying to escape this industry Like nature, my visions are vividly I'm building a T.P. ministry You see me, performing, baptism lyrically Inquisitionary, verbal fishermen the run fighters The offical Tee Productions beat riders Mic pirates on dry land Move in silence from the Scandinavian island We cross your city limits after dark In your parks we rebuilding the ark It's craftmanship that your missing I put you in a boat with (?) let's go fishing [Hook: Diaz & N-Light-N/Son of Light] (x2)