Solitair - Silver Surfer lyrics

(Talking) Yeah Yeah Solitair Solo Yeah,So? [Solitair] Yo Let me take yo through the mind of a man Driven Mad by the rhyme My soul's been arrested for committing hate crimes My mouth speaks the wordz Bringin' news to the ears of the blind Catch ya self mimmicking And think about the wordz you be speakin' Got my soul saved by the deacon Seekin' To cast the demons away What can I say? The guardz must be crazy lettin' n***as my stray Ya'll can't control other things that I say So what I said yesterday, I'm gonna have to pay for today Call the arbitrator C.M.P could do me a courtesy And ask the man to copt me a plea My actions are beyond me I hope I can take the repurcussions I'm chilled to the bone like a bustion Visions of corruption perpitrate the mind state Solitair rocks the bull th ebile till the bow breaks Cause the stakes leavin' scars in the earth like quakes So You better ask my Man "Choclair" "What It Takes" I Makes........Endd meats Like a Street Carnisore-a More wordz than ya earz can endure-a For Sure-a 2 by 2 like No-a Plus my scriptures is sacred like the tora Talking) What Chu Goin DO? F.O.S Style [Chorus: *deep mumbling voice*] Glide like Silver Surfer Hit you with the sh** while you Skratch the surface Cause what you hearin is figures people Men created equals, that's how we read you n***as [Solitair] My rhymes set the world ablaze So n***as in the haze Playin' games But like sheetz they graze Searchin' for the land They got caught up in the manz PLus the horror of my mind left 'em all in a phaze ???? ?? ??? ???? Check auditorium No story Without guns There's never any worry Caught up in the pyramid But you stuck at the bottom Thought you has "Skilz" but you forgot 'em You remained confused And tangled in a cabin full of flow will clamity Please please put ya soul at ease And stop tryin' to play the role of a criminal Most mans say my rhyme is subliminal Thing you got somethin' to say? But you beat So you gotta state ya point from six feet deep No sorrow I'm headin' for a writer tomorrow Bout to face you to put it to ya chest Like Zorrow Cuz A n***a may concern it's the horror Better Know that Solitair's a hard act to follow