Michael Knight - Intellectual

[Intro]

Yeah (Lames catch feelings, we catch flights)

Uh (Jet Life, Jet Life)

Scoodododododododododoo

Yeah

(Scoodododododododododoo)

Race-cars and weed jars

I got a style for every bump in your face

Greaseball-ass nigga, Pontiac Judge, open and shut case

You know, I'm bow tied till I die, though I made an exception for the '69

So quick off the line

Coin double side, no matter what, we heads up

We in the yard, tell your dogs they should be aware of us

We break it off, like an engagement gone bad

I fill your jacuzzi with them groupies, make it a bird bath, miss me?

No you didn't bitch, with that bullshit, miss me

Tryna claim Spitta name, tyrna be Ms. Me

All of that, kicks to me, silly rabbit trickery

You only around because my spot is where you wish to be

Hope to catch me sleepin' by being freaky but baby girl

Let me be the first to say it's not that easy

I wasn't born yesterday, nor later on that evening

Just had to get that out the way and make the playin' field even, yeah

Uh, Michael Knight, Michael Knight, Michael Knight

Michael Knight, Michael Knight, Michael Knight

Michael Knight, scoodododododododododoo

Michael Knight, Michael Knight, Michael Knight

Michael Knight, scoodododododododododoo

And the view from the rocking chair improves

But I have yet to see a team fucking with the crew

Near and far, I saw it all, wide-frame

Everything with wings ain't a plane, mayne

Endo get rolled up like car windows

Avoiding the policemans, thems Carl Winslows

The wind blow and change, and I am not mad

Ol' garbage bag rappers need to find a style fast

It's written all over niggas, like a Dapper Dan

Survive rough lands, cactus plants growing in desert sands

Alive I stand, left for dead, though a nigga didn’t die

I got highed-up so I could autograph the sky, fool

Michael Knight, Michael Knight, Michael Knight

Michael Knight, scoodododododododododoo

Michael Knight, Michael Knight, Michael Knight

Michael Knight, scoodododododododododoo