Apollo Brown - Humble Pi lyrics

Reinvent What's the mathematic Pi? What's humble Pi Think about it [Verse 1] Annunaki chocolate Darren Aronofsky Word in my balls, shining like swarovski Never needed swag, politics, or paparazzi I'd rather knock a foxy chick pop Gestapo Nazi's Hot by proxy, I rhymed with the greatest MC's Pandemic, this the latest disease No sk**s, million rappers claim they trappin' with keys So I swing across bars like the flying trapeze SoCal, where I was conceived Another L.A. King, the meek die on their knees Cause of greed, mama used to read proverb 16 (Pride comes before a fall, lose it all) And that's when you see who really got ya back Ra**y bring the city joy like the Shaq attack Black mac Benz wagon with the matching hat This is backpack ratchet, n***a action packed And most of y'all garbage homie facts is facts Even if you paid big bucks to get f**ed and dick s**ed Hiccup then lick nuts for platinum plaques Hope you pickin' up what I'm puttin' down, wack is wack Jack Ungrateful Thanksgiving, they feasted on ribs gave us intestines Where the sh**s been, we made that chitlins Necessity's the mother of inventions My light bulb go off cause I don't like wishin' [Hook](x8) Keep Reinventing [Verse 2] My n***a, have you ever dated a white girl? Y'all break up and argue then she call you the N word (Damn, aight girl) Not N-I-G-G-A, N-I-G-G-E-R Entice you to strike her so you can see these bars I'm Missy Elliot like he-he-he-he-ha You are not needed trollop, not you or VCR's I'm somewhere on krypton and you just see these stars Parallel universe, free-throw shootin' meteors And slam dunkin' planets My semantics damn near tantric Dorothy came to Kansas You was never on my bandwidth And f** FM radio stations you complacent Cause y'all play the most ignorant songs in creation Wayne said he'd make these hoes love em like Satan Jay partnered with Barney's with racial discrimination And Kanye gear sport confederate flags His ancestors severed heads was in confederate bags And this ain't hate, this just the truth About when blacks escape the concrete jungle, and lose humble Humility's a blessing and many men have tumbled Off that pedestal soon as your foundation crumbles Beef sausage in my gumbo Pourin' out liquor for my grandparents and uncle Who I get drunk for, Californication no Runkle Blue leather belt, big silver H on the buckle Ebbs and flows, made a modest living off rapping Can't say I'm ballin' I'm still tryna make it happen Impregnate the beat and murk it like Rae Carruth Stand on Dr. King's mountaintop and raise the roof [Hook]