What's That Smell

Baby, because(I say, "Lord, have mercy")

This is for all you dirty ************es out there

Suck up on this mother******' nuts(I say, "Lord, have mercy")

Say stop!

Hey, what's that sound?

Everybody look what's goin' down

I'm everlastin', forever on a roll

I'm rockin' to the boat, steamin' gray matter tone

I ain't sayin'

I'm God but you can graft this

Chances are if

I'm a star,

I'd be Johnny

MathisOn some smooth ************t,

I'd be gaming all the honeys

Hitting Hugh

Hefner with his

Playboy Bunnies

Check the

Sunday funnies,

I'd be reading

Doone************ury

See me after dark, love, ************t be getting scary

I'll freak you like

Carrie on the night of the prom

Let's keep it cool and calm,

I'll start stroking your palm

Work my way up your arm, start kissing your ear

Maybe, licking your lips, then pulling your hair

Yeah, I freak the back spasm to get the orgasm

And if my legs cramp, girl,

I lick that stamp

I got it sewn love, so you ain't got no worries

Hold up, wait a second, my vision's gettin' blurry

Stop, hey, what's that smell

Someone laced dust all up in my

L************es start sweatin' once the pockets swell

Let's take it back fourteen billion cells

Periodic measures to say my rhymes

Too much of this **** need growth-type slow

Off a poet's tree, let me blow my leaves

Shake off my roots and pull up my sleeves

Break a branchling wist stick

Lyrics for the mystical

Yo fancy, shake your chancy

Our transystem is torn

MCsI hymn-zen, then

I'm casualies

Pot smoke-seeds, relativities

Seize it,

I be on every first ability

Of chaos, a higher form of infinity

Gettin' me virtually supreme

IDReflectors and tackers

At which my faster phrased words

Super-lax, break raps and

MCs jump off wacks

Revolves and steers and still sees time stilt

I work for

Real Bill

Divine, it's lyrical chill

I say, "Stop", hey, what's that smell?

Someone laced dust all up in my

L************es start sweatin' when the pockets swell

Let's take it back fourteen billion cells

Stop, hey, what's that smell?

Someone laced dust all up in my

L************es start sweatin' when the pockets swell

Let's take it back fourteen billion cells