Hypnotic

[Verse 1: Beanie Sigel] Uhh, roll a L and burn a incent It's like magic when I invent This shit that I present Yo, turn my levels up a izinch And drop the treble down the pizinch And let the bass commence To relax your nerves It's like a paintin' with no color 'til I attach the words My mind the brush, my life the canvas, the world, the easel Combines a perfect picture for people.. uhh My words is colorful like autumn The way they fall on the track like leaves when I record, uhh It's nothin' like it when I write (When I write) And I don't print it, I invent it and predict it like a psychic.. uhh Pull down the shades on the windows of your soul And gaze into your mind and watch the wisdom unfold I was taught when your vision's impaired The wisdom is there A message from big homie couldn't-have sent it no clear.. uhh I know the flow is like hypnotic (hypnotic) And tightest tip when I drop it with no particular topic (topic) Type shit that can't be bitten, so stop it Type shit that can't be re-written on copy By Kinko, Kodak, Fuji films.. uhh Kin-folk know that groovy hymns.. uhh Spit by him'll put the gospel to you Catch some little higher learnin' from a sermon once I drop it to you Hypnotic... hypnotic... hypnotic... My flow is like hypnotic... The flow is like hypnotic... My flow is like hypnotic... uhh [Verse 2: Memphis Bleek (Jay-Z)] Yo, yo so roll a L and light a incense It's like magic when I event This shit that I present It's not a secret when I speak it I know that hatin' is invisible, but dog I could peep it It's like a preacher preachin' his scripts or psychic readin' a palm Lines give me what I write in the song The book is now open so let the story be told I enter through your mind and exit the back of your soul That could push you to some insight I shine like a headlight Pick any dime I'm that nice Words is a cure that help me heal up a heart Words can become that evil game that help me get what I want, uhh You start where you end, you end where you start I am the light of the situation, I overshine dark Give you the pen, the book, the word, the truth, the sight, the mind I put it down, you call it a rhyme, I call it a sign I predict the unpredictable Heaven is invisible, but hell is in physical, is in physical Let me stop with the spiritual.. whoa Let me spit at you, show you how to move with no vehicle Come through your speakers Enter your ear, end up in paragraphs Tellin' your man of what you hear 'Cause, when I spit it I often roll it tighter than chronic Style's versatile, meanwhile it's hypnotic Hypnotic... hypnotic... uhh My style is just hypnotic... My style is just hypnotic... (uhh, uhh) My style is just hypnotic... (uhh, uhh) [Verse 3: Jay-Z] Pass the dutchie if you is ill Take one to the grizzill Tell me what you fizzill It's like a complicated puzzle unravelin', mind travelin' With no particular flight patterin' Speak the language of the lizand Desert feeds worm, worm feeds falcon, falcon feeds man.. uhh Only the strong survive So if you along for the ride Strap your boots and leave your thongs aside.. uhh We experience turbulence on urban environments daily Rarely it's acquired, we riot like Israelis Why am I here? That question overwhelms me I am a gangsta, Dr. Melfi couldn't help me I am a thinker, my mind fixes all that ills me, the perfect elixir I trust mines will never fail me (uhh) I let my speech unfold, I reach deep inside the seed of my soul And I got it, hypnotic... hypnotic.... uhh, uhh My style is just hypnotic... geah My style is just hypnotic... uhh, uhh My style is just hypnotic... uhh, uhh My style is just hypnotic... uhh, geah My style.. hypnotic.. uhh, uhh And we out, we out