GemStones Kings song lyrics

As I proceed to go dig through an old crib

Hold kids as I blunder through a pharaoh house

Thug Bones in guild did the parrow piss

But arrow heads then let the marrow out

I literally won't leave lettuce since I've received the brita

And when the sea leaves the land, who will feed the rivers, huh?

Crazy busy, make me, make me miss ya even when I'm with ya

If a phone calls in the club, but the music is too loud around to hear it

Do I still have to clear it?

Myth be told, 60 souls perished in the perish bill

Rode a pair of wheels on 50 scrolls with a pair of quils

Answered the question Americas, Amerikills

Been living inside envelopes with a pair of sills

Tall man like (?) downfall from a pair of stilts wearin' heels, that's high

As I proceed to find silver lining, it's stalagmite

Cat eyes and scary crowns on a black grace

Two wave, not to see bubonic plague on your rat face

Practice on the uttering till it lactates

Then begin to butterin' of the pancakes

Push it to the margin flick the garden to the land lakes

Associate with mates that spit inside of they handshakes, yeah

As I walk through the shadow of San Fernando Valley

Walkin' like fingers how, how they rally on pianos

Up and down the dials I WKRP, in Cincinnati

Let's settle on the station like less gas for 100 miles

May I have this last dance?

Grab her hands then proceed to do the runnin' child

Then delude the stomach growls, introduced to somethin' wild

Until we see civilization, (?)

Patients, our art isn't intimidation

But you can't process the progress

If you get your style ques from outta Complex

Nah nigga, that ain't hot

No, no and no shots, no boas and no thots

I walk 'em over to motorboat on the yachts

To go so sober on all the shirk and on overdose on salats, haann

Francis Ford Coppola's broken plots

Port localists rowing in open drops

Titanic corpse smokin' from openin' dose from chops

Like (?) leaders is lurkin' with loaded Glocks, haann