Womanly Hips - Lemon Juice lyrics

So-so whack kids don't know rapping In my homegrown dojo I flow over labyrinths I'll go pro mad quick, flow's so spastic Backflipping ad-libs drop heat like blacksmiths I charge heaps for that sh** no free speech like fascists Go deeper than Atlantis preaching this magic Speaking enchanting, running out of breath So I'm breathing like fat kids I don't even know how this works like magnets Subtle rhyming undermining otherwise batsh** Ramblings ambient off the handle sh** Whose hand be in? Which cats can I travel with? Dismantle this mantle, reach the core It's like eating Crust pizza, need some more Echoes systems, that most fear Put in groundwork that much is clear I got densely packed bars like Saturday Rhymes to play all day like a matinee So get set to stage an excursion Or I'll go interior designer and draw the curtains Funny how hard these actors working I don't stick to the script that much is certain Motives unquestionable, know they professional My multidirectional multis are impeccable Though I know I got the dopest flow Sometimes I get sick of braggadocio But don'tcha know this artform wasn't born from pastors But from trying to buy the nicest ride in the car store Can I wreck it? In a matter of seconds I gave Hannibal Lecter cannibal lectures Biggest animal ever plus fashionable dresser Seeking actual pleasure and a rational temper Feel, Cage'd like National Treasure But this, raps easy like a casual s**er So I'd better keep it real, boy like Pinocchio Flow is twisted up like a broken nose If minds are closed I go and open those Write rhymes that lemon juice won't expose Pay respect to those who pa**ed before me Now I see my future like my past before me So gimme the sack or just pa** the forty People still ask for me when I'm pa**ing forty