Carmen

[Produced by Thanks Joey] [Verse 1: NIKO IS] I was conceived by an angel with a halo made of gold Got the beats by Thanks Joey then I tailor-made the flow Now I say the greatest phrases that could razorblade the throat Visit the strangest places in a space ship that's space shipped See the greatest is my alias, maybe it's just my fro Fame is a vain bitch ass getting naked for the dough Hating on the glow of the craziest Packing stadiums in the back like daisies Mama made me spontaneous Stimulating the labias of the ladies in my radius It's hard to digest my food for thought, bad pancreas Mama made me ??? was playing Julio Iglesias Acting like she don't see nothing Jamie Foxx, Van Backer, and that goes like phantasmal Mothers of Invention and that's word to Frank Zappa Jam backer, stuck in my way like Anne Hatha- This game is chess, I'm moving like a grandmasta Bobby Fischer at 13, look, checkmate I spit a sixteen like a chess game Yes mane, pawns try to move me, I got prawns on my sushi I'm the Fonz, I'm so coolie, James Bond in the movie [Verse 2: Talib Kweli] 'Ey mi corazoncito, feel my heart beat I got a heart of darkness, they hunting for that dark meat Running like an athlete, black feet Bare against the concrete Cool like palm trees in the calm breeze You see the future in my rhymes like they palm leaves The mic is in my heart not a side piece Like palm feet, so pardon me We go back like we some car seats Green party like I'm speaking on Garvey, the far see Now rock to the beat like a kid with ADD when you rocking the seat I never talk in riddles, I'm like Ridelin when I'm rocking to sleep They shot in the street just like photography Whether my pockets are deep or not just know my flow is rich The dough is just the mark of the beast I'm known for dropping the heat in a market of meat Yeah, like fuck what you think the project needing And they musically starving and I got them eating Thank God I'm breathing, thank God I'm beasting You see the odds are stacked against us now I got them even I give them something to believe in when I spit it Life is a bitch that ain't gender specific, let's get analytic Said love is a political technology But we ain't work out the bugs yet so it ain't working properly [Verse 3: NIKO IS] My father was a pimp, Iceberg Slim Ever since I was a boy, I wanted to be just like him Addicted to chasing sin, living and making friends Trippin' on my conditions, while sippin' in Layton gin Blow like Chicago wind, every time that I go in If you want to swim with sharks You have to hang on to my fin Had to ride a raft, well that I got velvet skin I'm tired of waiting, mama, my patience is getting thin Climb the family tree, tryna keep it G for my kin Giggling to the Bay, now I got a permanent grin Write a song about bitches, now bitches are Halloween Had some hard times but now my rhymes are bringing the dollars in Since you gave me ask two pence But through that you gave me strength Talk some sense into me, now I make sense on the beat And it make sense for my pockets So don't be sensitive mama Mama, you see no dents in my armor