F.U.B.U.

[Verse 1: billy woods] Nigga Narcissus, Conrad's ships drift through thick mist Harlem river houses in the distance Pure self interest, pitched change, your hat's tipped Glad to be rid of it, collar turned pitiless Renaissance garments sparked another incident in the tenement From rent-controlled apartments, survey markets through arcane instrument Name too black to be tarnished, wade through carnage T.V. lawyer and the indigent Consummate professional, only the faintest smile when you said innocent Flat track bullies exchanging back slaps in South Pole hoodies Israelite capes draped, doing too much fam, pump the brakes Slow down, send the stupid acoustics Done ruthless through the sunroof, son you knew this The fire in which he sit like Buddha, small violin playing chin-music Crocodile tears, toothy grins, and the rail flying spin Sow the wind, like yeah, we gon' see y'all again Train plied in boom black and sharp jive Southbound Grey Hound praying you survive New millennium freedom ride [Chorus: E L U C I D (& billy woods)] High-tech Willie Lynch, high-def when they snitch (The bitch set me up!) Clarence Thomas off the bench High-tech Willie Lynch, high-def when they snitch (The bitch set me up!) Clarence Thomas off the bench High-tech Willie Lynch, high-def when they snitch (The bitch set me up!) Clarence Thomas off the bench High-tech Willie Lynch, high-def when they snitch [Verse 2: E L U C I D] Black Dada Nihilismus smoke I had to breeze through, do the read through Copping cow tongue at the key food They team chewed, got nowhere to cling to Armand Hammer banner street blood at the venue Go where I sent you, skull crunch under Timb boot I been juiced, missing hair true, by the skin of your chipped tooth Held loose, youth wasted on the youth, yet I showed couth Rap sheets stretched like menu, the blunt canoed But I don't feel your truth, I'm far removed, on the move Red satellite balloon, Earth transmission, nom de plume Elucid who? prison blue and brown leather Fuck rap, no loophole, hold whole crew's under pressure Get the money Chester, steering clear if you country extras Lames and lepers, needle skip the record, do it to death Seven fast, seven lean, blowing steam in a technicolor dream coat Play how I post, stay out my lane folk