LIONSPAW lyrics
by Estee Nack
[Verse I: al.divino]
Yeah (Ohhhhh)
Yo, ay yo yo yo, yo (Woo)
Hit magician, 'tis a Dr. Romanelli (Yeah)
Goin' out like Mark Compelli (Bow, bow, bow!)
Makaveli, Velacour, hold the sword steady (Swoo)
Have a door locked, corner shot, culture shock (Brrr)
Blood'll flow over the ot, fork in the pot, imported some rock (Hah)
I'm spoilin' taurine whippin' Porsche drop (Skrr)
Human lightning bolt, Lion's Paw (Uh-huh)
Iron jaw, knife hand in Jitsu mamaros? (Blow!)
Lightning stars, make Santa Claus flock a laws (Woo)
Cryptic dialogue (Uh-huh)
Thoughts galore, Islamic out the court (Yeah, yeah, ya, ya!)
Ainslee on door, it's on Ford
Exotic course at the Waldorf (Woo)
Shooters from El Salvador (Brrr)
Money countin' on the marble counter top, ounce o' albacore (Woo)
Yeah, for sure (Wooo, yeah)
It's raw
[Verse II: ESTEE NACK]
Fishy, fishy, fishy, (hahahahahaha), yeah, yeah, raw, fish me, you know I mean?
Cero cortina, n*gga (Ohh!)
Yo, yo (Woo)
Montezuma murky, my maid mucus
Get sh*t rocked for playin' me like doofus (I ain't stupid, n*gga)
My n*ggas in the joint like lupus (We in there)
Funny n*gga frontin' like Frank Lucas (Hah)
Y'all becomin' what Hocus Pocus, n*gga, focus (Y'all n*ggas got straight, n*gga)
All I'm surrounded by is dope sh*t, n*gga (Dope sh*t)
You ain't even got a roachclip (You ain't even got sh*t to smoke)
n*ggas be hot like peppers and gettin' roasted (BOOM!)
Catch me in Cali and Texas posted
Weapons holstered, n*ggas get yo' records broken (What?)
Shorty from over town to Oakland, I kept it soakin' (It's workin')
Apply minimal labor to get immobile, forget the jokin' (nah, nah), n*gga
Checked into the Howard Johnson then left him smokin' (bow, bow, bow, bow!), (wooo), yo, ayo
Check the shine (bling), n*gga, it's me (What)
Passive with the poetry, run up on you too quick for n*ggas to notice me (That swift)
Scientist of the center stand (Word)
Lick shot and toss a shell at you (Bah!)
Buckshots disperse in the shape of a pentagram, n*gga (Boom, BOOM!)
What the f*ckin' Fibonacci sh*t is bringin' to your funeral, n*gga
[Bhagavadgita Outro]