(feat. Jay-Z & Beanie Sigel) (Beanie Sigel) roll a "L" and burn a incent it's like magic when i invent this sh** that i present yo turn my levels up a izinch and drop the trebble down the pizinch and let the ba** commence to relax your nerves it's like a paintin with no color it's-why i attach the words my mind the brush, my life the canvas, the world, the easel combines a perfect picture for people my words is colorful like autumn the way they fall on the track like leaves when i record em' there's nothin like it when i write and i don't print, i invent it and predict it like a psychic pull down the shades on the windows of your soul and gaze into your mind and watch the wisdom unfold i was taught when your vision's impaired the wisdom is there a message from Big Homey couldn't-have sent it no clear i know the flow is like hypnotic and tightest tip when i drop it with no particular topic type sh** that can't be bitten so stop it type sh** that can't be re-written on copy by kinko, kodak, fuji films kin-folk know that groovy hymns spit by him'll put the gospel to you catch some little higher learning from a sermon once i drop it to you hypnotic...hypnotic... my flow is like hypnotic... the flow is like hypnotic... my flow is like hypnotic... (Memphis Bleek) so roll a "L" and light a incent it's like magic when i event this sh** that i present it's not a secret when i speak it i know that hatin' isn't physical but dawg i could peep it it's like a preacher preachin' his scripts or psychic readin' a palm lines give me what i write in-this song the book is now open so let the story be told i enter through your mind and exit the back of your soul that could push you to some insight a shine like a headlight Pickeny diamond watch me get right i'm that nice words is a cure that help me heal up a heart words can become that evil game that help me get what i want..uh you start where you end, you end where you start i am the light of the situation i overshine dark give you the pen, the book, the word, the truth, the sight, the mind i put it down, you call it a rhyme, i call it a sign i predict the unpredictable heaven is invisible, but hell isn't physical let me stop with the spiritual.. whoa let me spit at you, show you how to move with no vehicle come through your speakers into/enter your ear, end up in paragraphs tellin' your man of what you hear cuz, spit it i often roll it tighter than chronic styles versatile meanwhile it's hypnotic hypnotic...hypnotic... my style is just hypnotic... my style is just hypnotic... my style is just hypnotic... (Jay-Z) pa** the dutchie if you was ill take one to the grizzill tell me what you fizzill it's like a complicated puzzle unravelin', mind travelin', with no particular flight patterin speak the language of the lizand desert feeds worm, worm feeds falcon, falcon feeds man ..uh only the strong survive, so if you along for the ride strap your boots and leave your thongs inside..uh we experience turbulence in urban environments daily, rarely it's aqcuired we riot like Israelis why am i here that question overwhelms me i am a gangsta, Dr. Melfi couldn't help me i am a thinker, my mind fixes all that L's/ills me the perfect elixir i trust mines will never fail me i let my speech unfold, i reach deep inside the seed of my soul and i got it hypnotic...hypnotic.... my style is just hypnotic... my style is just hypnotic... my style is just hypnotic... my style is just hypnotic... my style.. hypnotic.. and we out, we out