Indie Tribe.

Holy Smoke!
Okay, okay, okay Eli on the beat '95 got the heat Cut it up Dyllie, yeah Used to doubt me on the low Now they know, shawty low Think I said this line before Got the hope out the boat I put fifty in the boat, did a show, fifty mo' If you love me, let me know Told the pope, holy smoke Look, Holy Spirit on that speed dial Prolly still could spit a heater when I'm senile Harder than my demons, I got screwtape deep in denial Being overdosed, just dropped a screwtape for the free now Okay, get spiffy for the photograph Middle class minutes, had a blicky in the culdesac I was in the country with the heathens, we was goin' back Gold all on my neck, giving worship to a golden calf Then we never sleep, homie rollin' with insomniacs Hol' up Check my fit, look like Johnny Cash Jesus say you only rich if it's a holy bag SongtexteDaddy say man you the "sh-" well you the holy crap Look, must be careful what you speak From the heart is where it creeps I put diamonds on my teeth 'Cause my heart is on the king Put the team up on my back They put Tribe all on they skin I can never take an L My Messiah always win Yeah, why He never take it casual Dilly under center, that mean Keith gon' catch the lateral Eli got it jumping Grandpa screaming "Holy mackerel" Try to keep it calm but we gon' turn the place diagonal Yeah We gon' turn the place diagonal I dropped lowercase to let you know it ain't 'bout Capital I might meditate then fly away just like Aladdin, oh Me and Jon we goin' back and forth just like a palindrome Used to doubt me on the low Now they know, shawty low Think I said this line before Got the hope out the boat I put fifty in the boat, did a show, fifty mo' If you love me, let me know Told the pope, holy smoke Bwah! Ayy, wait, with the ooh Indie tribe, ball like NBA, but I never hoop 'Bout my business with no MBA, I dropped out of school Ain't no junkie in my DNA, but I got the juice (I got Henny, Henny) I just, wait, I just feel like Dr. Seuss (Okay) They ask who, I point out the elephant that's in the room (The room) Sweep the feet Harry Potter like it's magic in the bbroom And my sin been evacuated just like Jesus's tomb (Wow) Homie this man, he look big man I got wheels BMX, ain't no kickstand (Nah, nah, nah) Ain't no feels for my ex, look at this hand (Me, I'm married) This a gang, ain't no clique, we don't disband I got plenty hope, I told Satan no Taking shots, long distance but it's quickscope (Bang, bang, bang, brrrah) If I got it then I got it, ain't no slip bro Reppin' west, but it's Daygo ain't no skip bro Okay my demons fed up My God said pick yo' head up I'm married to the dream Like my first name Coretta I never chased the cheddar I'm only getting better You rappers hella funny You shining saw Heath Ledger Almost done Jon keep goin' with the wind (Yuh) Holy Spirit, called him up again (Yuh) Demons try to throw me off the fence (Great) Stick the landing, all I see is tens (Yuh) I ain't did "sh-" for the trends (Wow) God's son, why would I pretend? (Wait) Village on the wait, pay attention Can't keep up, take a hint Used to doubt me on the low Now they know, shawty low Think I said this line before Got the hope out the boat I put fifty in the boat, did a show, fifty mo' If you love me, let me know Told the pope, holy smoke Eli on the beat '95 got the heat I really like the people we're becoming Aus Songtexte Mania