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kool a.d. - o.k. كلمات الأغنية

hey, yo, it’s bigger than hip-hop mayne
south side shrooms in a ziplock, mayne
hit the lane
this my chain
all of them notable elements
look at my evidence – proof!
venison to your irrelevance – poof!
higher than tenement roofs
elegant truths, self-evident
go a’s, go elephants
flow so ganeshian prescient guess again
never been lesser than any man
get a friend, tell ’em to mess with my lesson plan teach (heh)

church, preach!
earth’s gods
first laughs last first, feel me?

see me in first cl-ss
breathin the purp, p-ss
heedin’ believin’ a church of a different call
i’m of a different mind
my light got a different shine
hype from the first gun shot to the finish line
500 eyes couldn’t vision my-
my vision high
how you be livin’? i-
be livin’ high
up in the sky like a ribbon, i-
be takin’ what i have been givin’ and givin’ it back
see it refract
speech is a a-
hear it-
now-
see how-
what-
how you react? (heh)

my spirit is housed in these raps
see me i’m housin’ these cats
they be like ‘how he do that?’
i don’t even know man, dog i just rap
plus i wrote a book, you prolly need to cop that
let your boy cook, he ain’t need to stop [?]
hit your left hook, you feel the need to side track (heh)
get your sh-t took when you see the car black
i don’t even need all that (heh)

hey look
my name is kool a.d. and i rap and i’m a pacifist
you couldn’t see me in iraq
unless you flew me out and gave me 3 to 5 stacks
plus 3 to 5 stacks for my dj too
plus, um, put me on the bill with, like, dj clue
see me on the freeway, blue, off a blue
and a white and a couple white owls for the night
wild for a night and a day and a half
look at how i say [?]
what i say in my raps
i don’t play in my rap (heh)

hey yo
artisan embroideries man (look, look, look)
wild upholsteries
ghostly voiceovers in menageries
poppy fields, trellises, and cashmere
rosemary, incense, candles
apples, cash in the p-ssport
apollonian winds, avalon
solid gold chariots
songs written in, um, aramaic
a bundle of rosary, algebraic
ovary-fertilizer
death to false idols and purge-ifiers
candelabras swinging in tandem over tantric operas
lampin’ in sanskrit hot tubs
chanting, panting and pantless
planting enchanted gr-sses
incanting and dancing backwards
whipping through tennessee
drinking hennessy
sipping on hennessy
gripping on lettuce sipping on tetras[?]
flipping on tennis, watching a match or two
walkin’ on avenues, lookit-
um-look at how, um, my words speak plat-tudes[?]
manifest and amplifies in magnitude
i’m doin’ things
said a coupe times i’m like 2pac
and now i’m not mad at you
dude, i, uh, come through in the thing
with the thing or two in the thing
yeah, you know, doin’ it mayne (heh)
i’m doin’ it mayne
see me makin’ moves in the game
showin’ improvement and whatnot
dog i’m so punk rock
plus i got drugs, dog
what you need man? what, pot?
dust. what? dust? cops? what? pot? dust? drugs? nah!
runts on the rungs of the fire escape
consider all the mythical aspects of privacy
the tv eye, the chest heavin’ against the flesh of the evenin’
the bee stings [?], poison ivy league, piracy
the driver see
right behind these irises
young [?]
cardiac m-sseuse, showin’ proof

- kool a d

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