All
All that I want is a little bit of scatting
And they say that what I want, they say all that I want, that I want
All that I want is a little scatting
Turn it down, ooh-ooh
And I say that all that I want is just a little bit of bam, bam, ba-bam, bam, bown, bown
It’s the—
It’s the way of the warrior, wading the waters of waters for crystal clear
Lyrical smears, pierces the ears, like Mike
Like mics pointed at monitors, receivin’ fever like a thermometer
We burnin’, well turn it back, like thermostats
Burnin’ like Mississippi and furnaces and thermoses and gats
Right after brats, right after that
We be coolin’, jump back in the pool and this is the “Samurai, how are you doin’?”
I’ma be the one that you—
Yeah, I’ma be the one that you—
(Oh yeah, I’ma be the—)
(That you— that you— that you—)
(I’ma be the one, I’ma be the one that you—)
I’ma be the one (I’ma be the one, I’ma be the one)
(Bum, bum, bum, bum)
I turn letters to rhetoric, turnin’ feathers to fetishes, dispersin’ treasure
Like turkeys in the ghetto, gather ’round you receptors
Come and look inside of these walls like metal detectors
If they could talk, they would probably say it’s soft
Them is just my thoughts go off, even if it’s off, but never caught
How Sway? How Ye?
Trial day, know exactly just what I’ll say
When they ask whatever, I’ll say “No idea”
Can you approach the bench with no Ikea to build your case?
Feelin’ safe, but still escape, a chilling place
Around a bunch of sinners, who feelin’ great
Or around a bunch of niggas who innovate, take real estate
Gentrify different sides like Geminis
Energize like the Starship Enterprise
I’ma be the one that you—
Yeah, I’ma be the one that you—
I’ma be the one that you—
(I’ll be the one)
(I’ma be the one) I’ma be the one
I’ma be the one (I’ma be the one)
Yeah, numero uno, Yokozuna and sumo
To try to run in my shoes, gotta throw yo’ Pumas to Pluto
Karate in those huaraches, only zookas get that judo
High-flying soul going so far and solar
And solo is no-show and anti and social turned Gary to Gold Coast
From goalpost to soldier, to toll road’s
I told bro, “I’m number-one”
Put the “go” in the Gohan, turn go into Voltron
I’m the number-one headband wearer
Walk it like I talk it, never false it like Farrah
Headphones on the train, headbanging to the snare-a
I’ll put it in your range, let it wane like Vera
For everyone, stereo feel like steroids to carry
Heavy shit to pick up, but you could barely lift, now you Larry Wheels
Done, so bring it back to the flex, just flip it over, put it back in the deck
I’ma be the one that you—
Yeah, I’ma be the one that you—
(I’ma be the one)
I’ma be the one that you—
(I’ll be the one)
(I’ma be the one)
(I’ma be the one)
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