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