Adoration of the Magi (feat. Crystal "Røvél" Torres)

歌詞

Verse 1: You're so smart You're like, a contemporary museum of art That farts, that's harsh Narcissism, on narcotics On sharp objects in large pockets At dark, you ain't gotta hide it Keep it--- metal gear solid Lead the leaders, that's how you file it Then clobber it Low on energy, find peach cobbler then gobble it Yeah, it's food in them drums and boxes If you beat 'em up then they'll drop it And they'll rapidly flicker till they disappear Blinking gradually quickens till they isn't here And that's da da da da da da da.... Just to be back in Reincarnated, exact twin Exact ten, exact twelve Ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba... Exact self Do I really gotta say it? Didn't we all play it? Dojo, Abobo Over shoulder throw, polo Billy, Jimmy Even on the low low Hook: Why you ready to die? You just a baby Why them tears up under your eyes? You just a baby Keep your head up in the sky, you just a baby Quit chasing money, never mind, you just a baby (These Magi adore you) x2 Why you wanna be born again? You just a baby Why you playing in the streets? You just a baby Verse 2: Now let's vogue, mountain pose Downward facing dog, warrior pose Tree pose, bridge pose Triangle pose, seated twist (pose, pose) Upward facing dog (pose, pose) Pigeon pose In this bitch, that's vulgar, that's yoga Let's try it again with clothes And closer, enclosure, exposures Quiet is kept like Rosicrucian Meet Cosa Nostras on Oprah's sofa With both controllers Watchin' Gazans and Ashkenazzis ride roller coasters Say yeah Yeah, lots of options, now up is down Two player Now A is jump and B is punch You seein' somethin' that weren't there To find friendliness in a nemesis, it's a old test 3 buttons, see somethin' That's emphasis on genosis Hook Veres 3: Can't be eyes closed when you side scroll You not the first person The first person from your first cursin' To your first cursive And your curse words is in the curve version It occurs virgin is the word version That refers perfect to the first person In the third verse, who's really me In the third person but prefers the first one, that's me Again Master cleanse and syringe From a gerber until your first burger Pamper to her depends Everything between is just drawers Even in between is no loss Even where the king is no boss Meet it with a swing it's so south Unless you Bamm Bamm Knocking them pitches into the grand stands In the club, watching the women just do them hand stands Like you a man's man That's washing down a ham with the Zam Zam Who got a baby in here with these strippers? She's two weeks pregnant Didn't even know, he's dancing with her, damn... Hook