Hellucination

Smif-N-Wessun - “Hellucination” [Emcee(s): Tek and Steele] [Producer(s): DJ Evil Dee] [Sample 1 (Multiple Elements): Minnie Riperton - “Only When I’m Dreaming” (2:19)] [Sample 2 (Drums): The Whatnauts - “Why Can’t People Be Colors Too?” (3:47)] [Verse 1: Tek and Steele] Sitting on the toilet, shitting, puffing the dough Strobe light effect, everything’s moving slow Slip into a deep zone, the sound of the phone bring me home Stagger to my feet and motion toward the phone Ayyo, Rippa, what up, nigga? Check out this proposition There’s money to bait, and I’m in the mood to go fishing Whatever, nigga. Give me time to wash my ass My hand been itching all day, fiending for the cash. Do what you Gotta do ‘cause I’m on my way in the car ‘Cause when I get there, yo, we audi like tomorrow. Right Right, easy. Now I’m off to the south To get more info on this dough I heard about Gotta make sure everything’s secure, can’t Let me and my man let these Grants slip past our hands The man’s out heavy today I hope they don’t try to get in the way of our pay Damn. Already high noon, the man’s out Gotta take a quick shower, get dressed, and bounce Grabbed the fatigues, strapped on the generals Proper attire for all criminals Blazed up the clip, loads up the four-fifth If a bwoy riff, leave a body, dem stiff Who the man there gwan rap ‘pon my door? Disturb me at work. Only loaded up four. Ayyo It’s me. Who that? S-T. What up, G? Aight, hold up, son. Let me put it back on safety Ayyo, kid, it smells like fresh grown cess Let’s twist up some trees ‘fore we jet True. You know we keep a fat sack of sensi Even though you know it make our pockets go empty Well, all that’s about to be solved in a few minutes So whenever we finish, we gon’ bag up this spinach Easier said than done. Peep the 4-1-1 The dread around the corner just tried to blast Ruck and dun I knew it. Bad vibes flowing like fluid Forget about the dough. Let’s do this I see you already strapped, pa So I’ll meet you outside ‘cause my gat’s back in the car How far must one go before I throw His whole entire life right out the window [Interlude 1: Smif-N-Wessun] Tek: Yeah, yo, whatever Steele: Yo, kid Tek: We gotta step all up in this. Now or never, dun Steele: Niggas don’t recognize, son. We gotta bring it to ‘em, kid Tek: No doubt we gotta bring it to ‘em Steele: Whatever, man. Bad vibes is definitely in the air, kid Tek: Yeah Steele: We gotta let ‘em, nigga, know what time it is Tek: Let ‘em know? Steele: It can’t happen like that. We’re strong Tek: Let ‘em know, aight Steele: For real, son Tek: I’ma let ‘em know [Verse 2: Tek and Steele] Him a dead bwoy and him don’t even know Yo, he looks like the dread that hooked us up on the low What you say, fly? Thinking out loud just caught me in the zone I’ll tell you all about it on the way home Whatever. I’ma send this nigga to his essence He’s fucking with the family, know he gotta learn a lesson And you know he ain’t even yardie, right? Some bwoy gwan get dead tonight As we strap on the gloves, feel the buzz from The cannabis. Niggas ‘bout to get scandalous [Interlude 2: Smif-N-Wessun] Steele: Ayyo! Tek: Sup? Steele: Ayyo, ayyo, that’s that nigga right there, right?!? Tek: Where, where?!? Steele: Right up there, right by the store! Tek: Yeah, that’s his bitch-ass! Steele: Let that nigga have it, kid! (*Gunshots*) Hahaha, get him! Ah yeah, son. Ah, that’s what I’m talking ‘bout, boy. Ayyo, what the fuck, what the fuck?!? [Verse 3: Steele and Tek] Gotta be gone on the double. I think I seen ‘em All tumble, but, on the left, there’s trouble (What?!?) Undercover had this build staked out (Oh shiat!), watching The whole thing go down. Yo, it’s time to break out (Come on, son!) The four-fifth as I shift and drive ‘Cause every man here might not leave alive Son, why you stalling? Hop on the ball and Get us outta here before we be the next fallen Right now, this whole shit is bugged. We the thugs Yet the beast coming up, showing niggas love Took our burners, gave a dap, let us bounce, now it’s Back to the Dog House to smoke the next ounce [Interlude 3: Smif-N-Wessun] Tek: Yeah! Haha! Yo, yo, chill over there. These killers are on the set, man! Why you wilding, son? Murdered and shot. Yo, son, that shit is bugged on the real, son Steele: Yo, where the Owls? Let me twist something up real quick. Haha [Verse 4: Steele and Tek] Who could believe them beast left us alone And took the chrome that sent one of our own back home? And not only that kid. Check how Money that we just did was that connect for the cash Them pigs must have had dibs for The stash. Now ain’t that some shit for your ass? Truth say, I never liked his pretty ass anyway But that shit with the pigs cold made my day Gave me a whole new outlook on the beast Even watch for them ones so-called the beast But, anyway, you know we high right now Doing it like this, the original crook style [Outro: Smif-N-Wessun] Steele: Original crooks. Recognize. Word up. Anything goes. Anything goes. Yo! Tek: Two times! Two times for that ass. Like this and like that. Smif-N-Wessun, Duck Down, Heltah Skeltah, Originoo Gunn Clappaz in the house