Dinner Time

Yea yea yea yea yeaaaa
Hey hey heyo

[Chorus: E-Fav]
Hunnid miles an hour, racing to the finish line
All my niggas eating, get your plate it's dinner time

[Verse 1: L.A.Z.]
Aye it's dinner time
Set your places and I play "Changing Faces"
Fetch you vintage wine, get the motives right
Set the mood to right
Pen stroke and I close my fist
Y'all don't feel me like it's saliva on the right side
Burn establishments, crashing at Lisa Left Eye's
[?] I ain't lying
Ain't that underground, how I wrote this in the basement, spacing
On the west side like I'm in Cali, ay just
Gimme scratch like a DJ nigga
Can spark a White Owl off the wordplay nigga
Hella faded that's why I'm really out here elevated
The Shaquille of [trill?] watch me dominate your playlist
Relax and chill to me hanging on goals still
Flows cock diesel to me and my three amigos
Versace, Versace, Versace, I'm muy bueno
All about [?] negro

[Verse 2: Ilajide]
Tell chickens get low, lyrical pistols
Ready to bust off in yo ass and cook you quick as Criscos
I sizzle like Frank's Red Hot, up in yo stomach with the Pepto Bismol
Have you feeling like you in front of a state cop and you breaking six laws
I'm pissed off, 'cause I'm missing some meals attached to [this bars?]
Gimme beef, [?] butchers with two cleavers
Spit it Caesar, I mix it, light salad without sativas
Indica, [?] for all my niggas
For my leisure, I be fucking up the beats [?]
Better leap off the D-I-C-P-I-M-P [?]
Nigga he [?] for pupils ever since Bruce Lee gone
[?], using one of my nunchucks to play ping pong
Nigga he raw, something like water, I take any form
A Katara in The Avatar, never [?]
When the mic's on, I get as continental as a Lincoln
Put in overdrive my [?] know I get my peak on

[Chorus: E-Fav]
Yo, infinite rhymes, with these invented rhymes
Uh, infinite rhymes, with these invented rhymes
Hunnid miles an hour, racing to the finish line
All my niggas eating, get your plate it's dinner time
Yo, infinite rhymes, with these invented rhymes
Uh, infinite rhymes, yo, invented rhymes

[Verse 3: E-Fav]
Pattering, stacking lyrics, spit that shit, make it astounding
My complementary sauce blend beefing it up the vibe
It's just substance and styling on you
Right atop of my bucket list
Dream never deferred, these words spilling out of my thought mo'
It's not a golden era flow, extremely individual
Colorful snapping dragon sushi roll nigga you already know
Ever since I decided, take control of my future
Doing better with residuals, ritualistic villas
Feel 'em, vibrating the area, full as the compromise in 'em
Never for fear of [?]
These boulders over my shoulders, spitting supreme oratory
[Glowing from the podium?], sit back look how they molding 'em
I told my son I got him, 'fore he even hit the soil
Growing into my own, nigga, for you just like an avocado
My motto never come sloppy, shout out to Phife or the
Funky Diabetic, R-I-P to the legend

[Verse 4: Noveliss]
And made it rain stay purple in the absence of the legend
Who taught me to love the art without asking so many questions
And this is what it sounds like when doves cry
Maybe I'm just like my mother, never satisfied when I'm smashing rhymes
Crash down through the glass at the lab where they design cats
Smoke pellet deception, you lose visual contact
Two throwing daggers leave the sides of my thighs, hit where your eyes at
My focus is blown outta proportion, never get sidetracked
Watch me in IMAX, in honor of Prince I'm, in a
Purple ninja get-up looking like Rain from Mortal Kombat
Noveliss get foul on the mic, yelling and 1
Best of both worlds
And by that I mean I come to the studio with a katana blade and a handgun
And bring 'em both to the wrong fight, bring a sword to a gun fight
Slice bullets in half into fragments, blast half your alliance
Fuck gun violence, and I might just, be your favorite rapper's headache
Slinging syllables and them sinuses, peddling Excedrin, Vicodin
Have you lost in the medicine cabinet when I write and shit