Innovations (Remix)

[Intro: Saukrates] We got the shit that make your body rock We got the shit that make your body rock We got the shit that make your body rock We got the shit that make your body rock We got the shit that make your body rock We got the shit that make your body rock Y-Yes sir Saukrates yo Pharoahe Monch 13 Pharoahe Monch yo Saukrates Edd Ill on this shit right here my nigga 2Rude yo on the instrumentals ya niggas can't fuck with this let them know yo yo yo [Verse 1: Saukrates] Yo, I'm roaming one man deep, combin the streets And beatboxin, like the field niggas, singin hymns pickin cotton Wit massive watts and tickle eardrums wit pleasure Every singlе measure apply, exact amount of prеssure A chemical reaction happen What was fastened by the spit, rashing For its catalystic fashion, showin its passion For harassin microphones, pass it to the left And left my nigga bless it [Verse 2: Pharoahe Monch] My God bless my very last breath To be Allah Uahkbar For narcotic cops to mark me inside of the shark bar Spiritual sparks and lyrical darts adapt the visual One nation under this rap shit indivisible Never miseb-erable anymore Pharoahe the crit-ically acclaimed rap professional Keepin computer digital By hark the best speed This expert who could keep niggas alert in a school for narcolepsy [Chorus: Saukrates] Let em know the time it takes (Yes sir) For every rhyme to shine, innovate (Come on) Don't ever underestimate Most niggas come fake but we cuttin the red tape [Verse 3: Pharoahe Monch] How many man it take the quality time to rennovate Through rhyme form, solely for poetic penetration Subliminal in this world it minimal ventilation The task-master dome to gas mask from a clinic Walking the earth, avoiding the global epidemic I limit the sun's UV rays wit a visor While ya'll pass the plague lickin blunts wit your saliva We main-line a rhyme in your mind like tranquilizers [Verse 4: Saukrates] The king has arrived ya'll Before I get ya at your barmitzvah Leavin you mentally circumsized Nah I did it, fuckin you so hard you never forget it Even Ellen and Martina Navatirola's comin over Cuz they tryin to get wit it Crack the back of all critics in a New York minute You ain't seein me, my dome is tinted Return, the dues that you never earned Niggas know your whole style is ? [Chorus: Saukrates & Pharoahe Monch] Let em know the time it takes (Yes sir) For every rhyme to shine, innovate Don't ever underestimate We spit it, you bit the bait of these top-notch stimulating Lyrics you can't escape Let em know the time it takes For every rhyme to shine, innovate Don't ever underestimate Most niggas come fake but we cuttin the red tape Now, so break down [Verse 5: Saukrates] Lyrical mastery, has to be, otherwise I'm callin you "Majesty" Bitch-maker, switch on me, tragedy These lyrics got em all mad at we are us As we discuss who the best could be [Verse 6: Pharoahe Monch] Fuck it, I pop, lock and block Glock shots In top spots from top-notch cops to bust from a crotch Positioning, my conditioning allows me To withstand the rain like two sets of All Weather Michelins, uh uh [Verse 7: Saukrates] Uh uh hittin the whole rhyme, splittin and fold My diction make friction, switchindiamonds from coal Heavyweight lyric, man I be rippin jabols I be hittin it every minute though there's seconds to go [Verse 8: Pharoahe Monch] Pharoahe's soliciting crack at black baby christening Glisten in rap, topical shit, on some Missin Impossible shit Manyacal, whenever the diabolic spit Words they never undeniable [Chorus: Saukrates & Pharoahe Monch] Let em know the time it takes (Yes sir) For every rhyme to shine, innovate Don't ever underestimate We spit it, you bit the bait of these top-notch stimulating Lyrics you can't escape Let em know the time it takes For every rhyme to shine, innovate Don't ever underestimate Most niggas come fake but we cuttin the red tape Now, so break down Let em know the time it takes (Yes sir) For every rhyme to shine, innovate Don't ever underestimate We spit it, you bit the bait of these top-notch stimulating Lyrics you can't escape Let em know the time it takes For every rhyme to shine, innovate Don't ever underestimate Most niggas come fake but we cuttin the red tape Now, so break down