Asinine

Ugh … (clears throat) … uh uh Um they Brought the Savage back |
Notice how this animal adjusts to different habitats |
Zab Judah jabbing back at Kostya Tszyu (Costa Zoo) imagine that |
A samurai with raps , I’m placing body parts in plastic bags |
Flow sick (cough cough) now where’s your mask
Paparazzi camera flash |
Diamonds do the hammer dance , can’t sit wit us don’t stand a chance |
This rap shit go hand and hand with business and financial plans |
Labels want financial gains … rappers want the fucking fame |
We say mother fuck the fame unless it’s money in the bank |
Been running shit since ‘93 , I’m Forest Gump & Thomas Hanks |
I’m Phillip Banks , I Fill up banks , I’m feeling safe … I feel the safe |
My conscience straight, I concentrate, on tracks you constant constipate |
You hold the shit, I’m going in … my flow is golden gross to men |
The women lovе and holding hands … we kiss and hug I stroll it in |
I’m treadmill controlling wind , you simple syrup soda cans |
I trеat the hoes like Bowling pins, knock ‘em down then roll em in |
I’m talking Dinner dates & all …. Spring summer winter fall |
Still the coldest even when I’m sweating like a winter jog |
Still the coldest , still the most gifted bitch I’m Mr. Clause |
Never get a chick involved , in ruining this thing of ours |
Name is heavy in the blogs , top of charts where I belong |
Shortie say I remind er ass of Ne-Yo but I ain’t singing songs |
Welcome to the matrix I am him Keanu Reeves
Picture painting Im Picasso sip Bellini’s in Belise |
Despite what you may believe I’m the truth I set you free |
Everytime I Bust a rhyme put your hands where my eyes can see |
Im running subconsciously philosophy I’m Socrates |
Catch a breathe and stop to breathe I’m outterbody Ya league !