Hella from IV by Third Sight

I’ve got some homies, I’ve got friends /whatever you do to me is done to them/ and whatever is done to them is done to me/ we are we but still in complete unity/ so we come together like Hellstrom’s Hive/ or the creatures in the Green Brain in order to survive/ all included must thrive our science is so sustainable/ small carbon foot print credentials un assailable
I might engage you on the mental but as of now I’m unavailable/ so you can say your rhyme I just won’t listen/ MC’s on a beat with me like to play chicken/ or frogger car dodger on the drum that’s in the rhythm/ float on a log then on a lily pad/ tell your dad to grab me some Philles and don’t lag/ and hurry back from the store I’m almost done with this vapor bag/ I give my cash to the Volcano corporation/ making smoking innovation from the father land Sudeten/ or somewhere around that geographic area/ people in America would go into hysteria/
if I was locked inside the Gulag Archipelago/ I’m from the Bay so I often say hella/ ho-tep to all my black Egyptians/ that like my rippin never slippin word flippin/ Africans in Peru right now are cotton pickin/ if I was out there Negro Mama would be missing/ but naw that ain’t moral for al atheist, Christian,/ Mohammedan, Musselman, Hebrew or Judaic/ take an archaic word and make it you favorite/ moja, mbili, tatu, nne, you just bring my bottle of Henny, put on Machine Gun from rock and roll Jimmy protect your liver, you cannot have any

• Competitive
• Hip-Hop/Rap
• Underground
• West Coast
• Los Angeles