B.E.T.

[Verse 1: E L U C I D] Threw on Archie Shepp then watched the room clear Philistines who are they And drop-crotch Junya Watanabe sweats Sipping mango lassi on this lobby steps Lifted obvious, E L U C I D spit the pyred, pro'ly for the youth dem My view for this position distant, assume pretension, nickel defenses While I read intention, over back tax, grease kicked under helmet His condition make him dish it, fell asleep with the L lit Anubis met me at the entrance, listen Due in remembrance, sip the nectar Echoes thump in the wall, knocking mad professor Brooklyn Canaanite temple rusher God is love and I just wanna fucker her and thrust deeper Pull out, nut up on her pelvis, shoot well in from the gut [?] I'm a sour brock puffer, snuggie hazard, orange scully Shopping for stock and stuff 'em I see colors when I touch the track Most young kings get they heads chopped Lumpy flat top, Nike's pro'ly but dad stopped Soft rocking these logging rappers, catch leg drop Across throat, off the top turnbuckle Adjust my singlet, power moves spoke in broken English I sinked it, now streaming, spilling pepper sauce on this kingfish Prosecco by the magnum, yeah they gon' catch a bad one [Chrous: E L U C I D] We're all gonna laugh at you We're all gonna laugh at you We're all gonna laugh at you They're all gonna laugh at you [Verse 2: billy woods] When they rushed in look on his was face pure astonishment Cops' wet dream, they let him cook, then crack like moccasins Pussy-whipped King Solomon, moving on up, hicks in Jeraleman Round stone smooth, deals you can't lose Eyebrow raised, lowest, Armand Hammer with the sickle Superstitiously speak riddle, casino cameras swivle The escorts fake gable, common few, one heckler Lone government off sectors, bad husband, bitch is a broken record One you make it this far they're all victory cigars sky wide like Texas Put a nigga on the map, whites come when the night's black Chinese New Year outside the shotgun shack Put 'em up on that, five in service, hit the sky Lyor through the beat ons said "nigga rap" Hat to the back, jacket flack, BQE Driver's seat left racked as Iraq Pressed play on the last laugh track while you frown Buried forms pile the shore, crack Barry Bonds They wait for you on the way down, it's a rap One smart neighbor, a tip of the cap, a flip of the jacks Your ship lists in water thick with flea and rats, stupid