The Next Episode

[Intro] Thinking above [Verse] I'm on that straight show flow shit Next episode shit Spittin' with a heart made of steel like I stole it Hang you like clothes, no closet If you ever fuh with my cheese where the Chuck-E-Cheese tokens Nigga toting hope like I hoped it Dreaming above gravity, I'm sitting on the solar Spitting until my spit look like I'm fizzing from a soda Heat it up until I'm fanning down her south like Dakota Hold up I'll slice the beat like Zorro Or spray the 9 on the grease like formula 4-0 I'm so Norco, sharper than a Norelco Thorough with my torro, teach you tutoriolo Mr. Solo Dolo, still get my dough though And I ain't 'bout to make them birds fly like a dodo Instead, I'd rather make them fuckas sing like a solo And dog em, rofo rofo, in the zone like I dove yo Hold up Hit the serious tracks giggling 'Cause I'm thinking far too beyond like infinity I say what I feel, don't care who listen like soliloquies Spit mental telepathy, I say whatever you think Nigga Whatever you think, make sure you master it And if it ain't above gravity, it ain't accurate Whatever you th-ink like it's tatted If you ain't making moves, then yo' ass is just a mannequin [Outro] Yeah And this is thinking above dreaming beyond gravity, nigga