Serpent & The Rainbow

‪irish moss‬, ‪they call it irish moss‬

‪thicker than a mark‬ ‪and this book of records in her bra‬

‪cinnamon and straw sipping‬ thru the preciousness and awe‬

‪finish in the car‬, ‪started in the movie theater‬

‪i keep my testicles exquisite‬, of course that’s why my boo be near

‪souvenir, chanel number 5‬ ‪on her bustier

‪who shakira? never saw the God‬ on her Gucci mirror‬s

‪these knockoffs get clowned all the time‬ by the goofy spirit‬

‪pouring pink ace on her bod‬, ‪buy her rubies clearance‬

‪order drinks waste not a drop‬, ‪all the mousse she wearing‬

‪all his mixtapes on a watch‬, not a groupie near him‬

‪colder than a polar bear’s twat ‪opps assume he sharing‬

‪fuckin on the same lil thot‬, blocks Luciferian‬

 

somewhere

over the rainbow

way up high where

thunder and rain go

somewhere

 

let me explain how it’s gone go from here on

my prayer strong, you say a lickle prayer, u get flung

way from my paint blot planet, u can’t come

how come? ya boy been on the fence since ya man sung

anthem; i do it like Jig did w samsung

hands up shipping platinum chips in the camera

can’t run, don’t get ya fat lip w ya damned tongue

head top “u rhymin bastard nigga” yeah, na nun

they said that shit would hit tops, you straight buns

great run, I seen you had some Red Lobster steak

ummm, say what? wish u had ya step father’s face?

yup (who’s ya daddy?) “if i could be like Mach!”

 

mfs be having words for me funny

cuz every slime i speak it seem you drop ya church money

crispity crunchity peanut buttery subtlety

these niggas fuckin up the pass routes suddenly

i grip the utter on the cash cowluxury

yo u punk mfs don’t cash out, subsidy

ya lil quarters in the stash house fuckery

all she wanna do is suck the black out; fuck with me