The Thirst

[Chorus] It's the thirst makes You do things in the first place If what you think is the worst case Is what you're searching for A person searchin' who's thirst is worse than yours Thirst takes hunger, first of all Mistakes haunt you worst of all But you gotta curb serve the urge to fall Psychosiz, what you thirsty for? [Verse 1 - Psychosiz] I'm just tryna get my wit, ma Hit my sip, ma Tip my dip, ma Zip my backup And drop her ass off at a strip mall That'll learn her! Like shrapnel out the burner Don't pull! And don't pool with the cattle herder Reverse cowgirl and straddle the saddle firmer The horse thieves is thirsty out in California Natural disasters, and thе storm is on I want helicopters Until my helicoptеrs have helicopters So badass I had to go to hell to cop her When Satan was selling choppers (why?) I wrote my name so big it won't fit in the teleprompter For all my psychotics, for all my piranhas For Yuk and for Tech and for all my fellow monsters Thirsting and howling like the spit's water Super kick rocker, stupid sick proctors 'Til I'm a King like Mike Bibby And they have to knight Christie to fight with me Through these sheiße gritty streets Of San Andreas, where it's Vice City deep Drinking out of goblets, the viking in me I'm not a god yet, it's just the light hitting me So I thirst [Chorus] It's the thirst makes You do things in the first place If what you think is the worst case Is what you're searching for A person searchin' who's thirst is worse than yours Thirst takes hunger, first of all Mistakes haunt you worst of all But you gotta curb serve the urge to fall Yo Open, what you thirsty for? [Verse 2 - Open Mike Eagle] A way to be paid by age 34 This elevator's stuck at the early floors First floor's dirty as the Jersey Shore Disgusting, pockets busted like a herpes sore Single mother was a member of the working poor I'm talking no bed, mattress on a dirty floor Ever Sunday she would holler, "Mercy, Lord!" No answer, chalk it up to Murphy's Law That was in the past though (what) Life's a game, and I want the infinite cash code (true) Doubt if my pockets ever get that swole I'm an underground, over-intricate asshole Got mad soul, but not much cheddar This shrinking middle class thing is not much better I won't chase Mason Civil sebum treasure But I still need two good nickels to rub together 'Cus I'm [Chorus] Thirs-tay You do things in the first place If what you think is the worst case Is what you're searching for A person searchin' who's thirst is worse than yours Thirst takes hunger, first of all Mistakes haunt you worst of all But you gotta curb serve the urge to fall Dumbfoundead, what you thirsty for? (You gonna give up, or you thirsty for more?) [Verse 3 - Dumbfoundead] Thirsty! Perspirating, soaking up the shirt sleeve Leimert heat barbecuing MCs 'til they're burnt meat Take it on a tour bus, LA-based, born tough Freshly-squeezed freestyles enough to fill up your cups Searching for the old aces, turning in my old apron End my whole dayshift to travel distant locations No patience, no dream, grab myself a cold drink Coltrane of the 70's, repping 'Tina for gold ink Let's see what the road brings, this ain't just a Blowed thing We takin' up the whole stream, never cruising slow speeds Hate dissing our own scene with local celebrities But I promise to the world this is as broke as I'll ever be Open to the left of me, Psych to the right Thirsty Fish, we have our sights on high heights Quenching the thirst in my life, that's what's expected of me A tall glass of raw raps I was destined to drink