Somethin’ To Listen To

[Intro: Sample]
All I really want...

[Verse 1: Kaos]
Is a Hennessey, I hit the Bush but I won't fuck a Kennedy
Can you incorporate the sparkin' flip, sensational
See that's unfortunate, you talkin' shit I'm wastin' you
I command the zone, more tears than Saint-Malo
[?] and nickel plated in chrome
Intuition, beats are [?] through arts of wisdom
My premonition never gated by narcissism
But this constitutes a musical contributes
Unusual hot pursuit to juvenile prostitutes
(Ah, nevertheless) A clever progress
Spreadin' thoughts of disaster from North to Nebraska
Consolidate the proper wеight of a smoother verse
Evеrybody get hot, cooperate with the universe
Cosmic, elastic with logic that's tagged with
[?], Guinness, Kenny hang with [?]

[Chorus]
[?]
Funky to listen to

[Verse 2: Mad]
My vocal's all poetic, energetic like a power plant
Mutilatin' targets, your style's lethargic
Scientists be keepin' my brain under examination
My favorite hobbies: drinkin' and [?] breakin'
You get the axe, no holdin' me back
My pose skips on tracks, I overreact
But I keep the flows smooth like an [?]
But when attackin' a nigga my blood'll make Dracula shiver
You catch a bloody nose off of my weight [?]
Top five, you rate 10, I slam with a slave strip
That decimate, proverbs created when I meditate
I spark blunts with pastors, were [?] from the collection plate
I step in the funeral home, exhale the smoke
Pass the lady in the front row and unveil a note
Your son stepped on my verbal Glock, I had to expel clips
When this is over, meet me at the Motel 6
Each verbs is a virus, warriors thinkin' that they're the remedy
You'll get shot like Cyrus
I'm fly like Delta, no escape, no shelter
From Pittsburgh to Persia, I spit verbs of murder
Versatile, I freak a new style a day
For my nigga LA, I shower the earth with my Alizé
Just another bomb from the Nautilus laboratory
I'm out for Guinness, God, your green backs and glory
And it's like that

[Chorus]
[?]
Funky to listen to