The Demi-Side

(Here's Johnny) [Verse 1: Canibus] A "Poet's Palaquin" floats above an elephant's head To be as tall as the great Gilgamesh On this long elephant group pilgrimage The whole world on the knife's edge, life in the white, blue and red Daylight interview with Bootleg Kev Request line 3.0 the new Web, everybody call in Somebody said buddha jets for Pres regardless Rеal niggas still gotta break bread Similar coloured hеarts, slightly different shades of red Rather collect blank checks than blank stares from my mouthier heirs In multiple lairs, we still here We just don't where we gon' land when the smoke clears The woke laugh at the jokes but still don't prepare It's a nightmare, I swear karma don't fight fair Our rights disappeared through internal affairs Karma is a boomerang flying at night through the air Strike you as soon as you in the clear, beware Collect [?], text emojis, you too nosy asking what he told me, nigga It's still classified, homie [Chorus: scratches] The incredible, real MC We alright, you all hype I come correct, I never lost it Fuck what you heard The incredible, real MC We alright, you all hype I come correct, I never lost it Fuck what you heard [Verse 2: Rockness Monsta] I'm no scrub, but y'all ain't about to play with me I don't care if you major league or you made your league your damn self You gon' stand up straight with me You take a seat or quarter back out, shouldn't take a knee I came from streets where we take the eager to hammer They robbing son with the May Robinsons, the miss little slammers Then I end up with bigger blinkers as big as your grandma Tell your man don't forget your manners or pick your mans up Or pick your hands up, for what I have achieved is rhyming be flow water Study your soda marine biology nigga jellyfishy Octopussy spies In the presence of a shark still caught on them lines fishing M-m-m-m-Monsta, Rockness to be exact Hear you blacked the fuck out like he redacted smut out of legal facts He just clapped and he can rap, you man's he a wrap There's a difference, he a rat, I just want the cheese, no trap [Chorus: scratches] The incredible, real MC We alright, you all hype I come correct, I never lost it Fuck what you heard The incredible, real MC We alright, you all hype I come correct, I never lost it Fuck what you heard [Verse 3: Hus KingPin] I brave [?] shame and it's the purple penthouse tape [?] pants sag wave You vagabond vaginal page, rap niggas you wrote a tampon play It's clear blue waters wavo And you can bathe and use soap in my waves and clean your kitty cave Play the beat should be a city slave Niggas wanna know what I meant by, "I did God a favour" I open the face of the Devil with a Hellraiser And he bled like a Son of Man Showing his demi-side, spilling Henny and fire Yo, the pale race of the horses, I was the fifth horseman in the shadows The ghost of the headless swordsman a holding a barrel I brought the rusty for fuckery If niggas want to do you dirty and musty Bleeding through that towel in your head I'm so waved up and drippy I changed my rap name to Showerhead [Chorus: scratches] The incredible, real MC We alright, you all hype I come correct, I never lost it Fuck what you heard The incredible, real MC We alright, you all hype I come correct, I never lost it Fuck what you heard