I Got a Seecret - Intellectual

[Verse 1]

Yeah, yeah-yeah, these metaphors be raw

Take the Shanks out of Shaw Redemption and hold it to your jaw

Climb aboard, jump out the ninety-ninth floor

That bitch on the salt box, know when I rain I pour

Shoot up the Mardi Gras with double chrome 44's

Full up plates, cause someone I'm ready to take yours

Jungle music got my mind and body stimulatin

Hyperventilatin, talk of the town like date raping

Call me the Doc-casian Spot, the Beatles

Malfunctioning, the SL Board without the EQ

Fuck-fuck-fuck-bitch I'll bust a nut all over that gut

Buck-buck-buck souflee you lay you then I'm hittin that clutch

In the black truck, what? Fuck your back up

My dutch be filled with dust when I bust you definitely feel the rapture

Ayo, feel what I feel, see what I see son, break your neck

Secretly blown, talico style Doc, trace the sketch

According to verbal recording hot

Bricks underground detox fuck up farm crops

Yo beautiful, cut the cabbage and sell it as pharmeceuticals

I react, the baddest juvenile bite off his cuticles

I'm stoned, to the bone, flip poems that roam further

I serve the murder then beef it to ham-burger

*Redman skats* I'm only kidding

Knowin goddamn well that's hard to spit, fans call me mix tape arsonist

Marvelous, in the hood, everyday, wanna star? Check an astrologist

Fuck-fuck-fuck bitch I'll bust a nut all over that gut

Buck-buck-buck souflee you lay you then I'm hittin that clutch

You know, papi chulo with the fucked up grammar

So much spanish ass, niggas think I own Copa Cabana

Shot up Santa, got more tunes than, Hanna Barbera, check it

The clues I left was hard for cops to Etch-a-Sketch it

Serial killer that tracks pussy in every borough

Kidnap ya, tie ya down, drug ya, "Kiss the Girls"

Klack automatics no matter the pressure the static (Klack)

I blow you by two miles, cut my lights and hit the hazards

Fatal, duckin from pussy police in LeSabre's

Biggest thing since getting earrings pierced in your navel

High, Funk Doc, Roni Size keep the herb twistin

And now get the Ampegs real hot like jerk chicken

Alright one more time