(Chorus) im'a show showwww..show you how to levitate/ make it rain when it snows..snowwwws, til the lev-ee breaks/ you never know if the blow..blowww, yer snortings fetty laced/ you better hope..hope to make it up the stairway to heavens gates/next time you better wait, to jump the gun/ nothin' lost is sometimes somethin' won/ no minus-ezz, to some I've been runnin' from giant problems/From Frisco 2 Hawaiin Gardens/Got a leaky faucet girlll..doin' plumbing in apartments/ runnin' thru the projects, stumbled on a concept / tumbled on an object, someone fumbled like a bomb left/ over from a battle...war & conquest/ opened up the hurt locker chest ...and it,,isn't all that, it's cracked up to be/ I'm all packed up to leave, yer all jacked up on speed/ from the back you look like a crack head, all fiends/ have a certain swaggerish style they non-shillawnt-lee/ walk like zombies, hauntin' lobbies/ demonic bodies, wana taunt me/ want me & my game 2 get thrown off see, like a hobby/ arrivin' early & they stay late/ lowerin' the standards, just to raise steaks/ the great deception, layin' in wait & restin'/ if I may be so bold as to make suggestions/ as you walk on to stage, break a leg son/...I'll be in the audience, applauding your next run/ every rime I write gets better with the next one / has gotta be flyer stuff/ pass me the lighter cuzz, I'm tryna get high as fuck/ if I could finally light it up/...its time to puff....time to puff....Ima' show you...showww you how to levitate...til the lev-ee breaks(Verse) Let me start off by saying this shit is combative/ I'm a frickin head case & my spirits, severely damaged/not give in to temptation unless the chick's spanish/ can separate glass from aluminum-in-plastic/ I sip cactus, then spit branches/ on a dripped canvas, slipped on bananas/ ripped his pants & went flippin' ass backwards/ landed on my back after my heart attack, fractured my arm ,hips & calf/ but forgot where I hid my stash/..(Chorus) BABY..im'a show, showwwww..show you how to levitate/ make it rain when it snows..snowwwws til the lev-ee breaks/ you never know if the blow..blowww, that you're snorting, is FETTY LACED/ you better hope...hope to make it up the stairway to heavens gates/ as irrelevant as you make it out to be,,it was bound by free/..free energy, that...that free...kiwi, apple butter, son of a rappers mother, dumb & then back 2 dumber, slummin' it ,so next time I see the sun, I can map the gutter, slap the blubber ,of a candy lover, dam, he's stubborn, 7, duece is the hand he shoved with, understand see, some shits, been already worked out & planned in a one sense, even though my gun clips, are greasy from eatin' sun chips, how easy it was bein' with this one chick's, Beaver when she leave it to her.. jumped it, sea,- food , eater ,on a budget, & peeps still don't camp-re-hund-it...like when I have to pee-in, but it can't be public, or you'll get jumped quick, punked.. kicked...I'm done..quit... CUT that shit!!..wrap it up ...
FlatNasty
