ENOD - Intellectual

[Verse 1: Jimmy Luna]

Get it DONE backwards.. just to piss off all you bastards, faster than Flash with Shadows rings plastered

On his damn hands sir, tryin' to find the damn answer to 'dis disaster, Milky Way master, Lazer gun carrier

Everyday this life shit gets way more scarier, I feel like i'm a harrier, i'm floatin' in ya area

Under yo skin like i'm a damn cancer.. Guess i'm not depressed like I use to be, I got a couple niggas

I could trust to write my eulogy, a girl that spit the truth with me's cute and think i'll be useful

We kinda know that the fame is a given and that it's soon to be, family still needs some screws and green

I only got the tools to bring in both, I hope they hang in there while I'm grindin', Robusta beans..

Pronunciation confused, I choose no correction, 'cuz humans invented English and we ain't been too perfect in our ways..

Few respect in our days I gotta adapt, 'cuz even a lone wolf sometimes longs for a pack

Like a nigga wearin' a patch of that NicoDerm on his epidermis, i'm certain a rap could.. never stir-in some human flourishin'..

But it sure as hell encourage it, unless the verbs you spit is used to show how you be skrrtin' in ya' cars

And how ya' bitches sit on implants, not in trance, the day I do slap his ass, and take away his nourishment (THE CURTAINS LIFT!)

IT'S DONE, IT'S DONE, IT'S DONE AND IT'S DONE x4

(Left, Right)

Far from a fuck boy i'm hot so it's fuck Roy, stay positive so it's Kung Hei to the Fat Choy..

Ready for tabloids to tell me.. how i'm feelin, how I died, and who i'm fuckin', every hour

Every minute, i'm just chillin'.. TV off, face to the ceilin', thinkin' 'bout my next move

It's a familiar sentence, I sit and imagine the shit i'd say to them in resilience, like for instance

("what's the point of living?") BITCH it's experience, should be livin' in brilliance fuck the limits and fractions

The law of attraction is very real when positive action is taken place and this race is so fuckin' lost in the mashin'

They don't get that death is near, we really all should be panickin', word to Bino i'm passionate 'bout my crafts

But you laugh at it, but it's cool it's genuine to you, yo feelings no accident..

I'm passin' this world off to my girl for vauntin'.. 'bout me.. but she so different she might not even want it

(shout out) that's why I plan on showin' her the whole shit first.. glad she don't exist, she'd have to hear this shit verse

Missin' like a shit nurse my.. mind is the victim, but it'll pay off when I hit em' with Prism Tribe as my clique son

(PRISM TRIBE)

IT'S DONE