U-God - "Dilla & Zilla" Lyrics

Track issue de la mixtape "Bring Back God: The Pre-Seeds to Dopium"

[U-God]
Yo, Yo I'm forced to survive and connive,
Walk the line, I'm tryna keep the Wu torch alive,
My criminal mind, I live by the dime, Yo I stay deep fried,
I remember the time I squeezed nines in fresh Levi's,
I'm from where criminals hide and O.G.'s died,
I'm out the beehive, Time to explore,
I'm a natural, I'm on the jail house floor,
What you in store for son is a roller coaster ride,
Keep your eyes on the prize I'm supposed to multiply,
Thoughts to socialize to the dumb deaf and blind,
Master mine, Mastermind of the faster rhymes,
Bet I climb the charts, Make a mess of your body parts,
Dressed with finesse, Wait til the party starts,
God body darts slam harder then Bambada drums,
Spend dollars wait til the party comes,
Globe trotter, Been hotter, Catch em at the Bada Bing,
Spin choppers, Wind watcher, Yeah I gotta sing,
Better got your ring size, Sea's Bing Monster,
Sing Soster, Third string on the roster,
Banging my pot and pans,
Gotta give props to the old school, Gotta give em a glance,
And I move real discreet by the seat of my pants,
When the heat enhance you break into a cold sweat,
I fear no threat, Got your name in the Rolodex,
I throw my best, You hear from a block away,
Left Coast, East Coast, Down there far rock away,
Glide like Doctor J in Converse and afros,
Been doing this since you was a tadpole,
Slam dance you assholes with my soul dazzle,
Back and forth, Move back and forth with both paddles,
Out the gravel pit, Explicit bones battle,
Microphone travel, I'm the wonderer, Rebel with a cause,
Check the levels on the monitor, Pop the thermometer,
In and out of dollar van, Your just a hologram,
I'm a six million dollar man, Tired of dollar scams,
I take this serious, Is it a blizzard no it's the fast and the furious,
When I deliver this I'm closer to seven,
Step like Travolta, Soldier holst'n your weapon,
I'm supposed to be repping never mind the pep talk,
I'll start where I left off, Gotta get my reck off,
Wipe the sweat off, Then it's back to business,
This man's a menace, Eating big cans of spinach.

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