V1: (Blu)
So I travel round the atlas with my second book of magic.. perfecting triple tactics, my method, who could match it
Match lit, reefer resin sack hits, hash blend, splash splash, all it is, is bad crack bitch
Acted pissed for you get that ass kicked for acting bitch, you rapping snitch.. I’m slapping lips, rabbit tricks
Making rappers disappear here, shed a tear.. crack a beer but, do not act in fear if that is clear
Pack up your gear and get ready for war.. which is already going on, we’re so glad to have you aboard
On accord, used to rock cords, used to get whipped with cords.. jacked the whip and put it in shores, get yours
Rick rugged rick raw spit, raw spit, split a jaw.. kick a horse before I kick it with yall, I’m kidding
I’m just kidding, I bust kittens and crush feelings.. pure talent, bust ceilings, cement floors
Hook:
Spin the globe, trust the sea.. manifesting destiny
Canals in Venice, rooftops in Spain..
So much acquired, yet so much to gain
V2: (Pheo)
My grandma kept a piece in her purse.. leaving the salon, like Dorothy Dandrige
Float like an angel, yet feet first
Heal my lungs and liver.. hands that build a brick a time and destroy it quicker
Everything lose value if you ain’t got it.. you landed in a belly, named after someone who got they name from masta
Everything around you, to influence you backwards.. diet, way of thinking, habits, cycles and patterns
And it’s a shame, but it’s common.. like hot sauce in top ramen, break the spell like grammar.. your magic work no more, like Oladipo Orlando
My Kerry Washington done tied me up in a scandal.. but imma scandalous dog, blue red or a brendal
After 3 bars writing, my cuticles peeling.. I want the fruit as the feeling
On a Beatnick riddim, in Monaco with contour.. caged bird bruised ceilings, marble floors
Monaco was written by Robert F. Palmer.
Monaco was produced by Beatnick Dee.