Billy Conahan - What's The Commotion lyrics

(Chorus - Method Man "What's the commotion…" / "Poetry's in motion…") (V1) What's the commotion? Impact approaching Bring terror back to the dome as the distance be closing I goes in And when you finally come around, I'mma ask where you hoes been In the sh** you should've never stuck your nose in Up the dosage, the potency of poetry prose poems are potions A little bit of smoke with a mix of emotions Once i gotta instagram, started bringing O's in Stay sleeping, i'mma hit you while you dozing A-Rod on the Mic, you know I'm still doping The dopiest MC coming straight outta Queens And with the rocky road behind us, now it's cookies and cream I had a dream I'd see my money swell, see how your studies failed Ever since you wondered what in the world was that funny smell? Bloody hell, quest for domination Beats, rhymes, life, what a deadly combination (Chorus) (V2) Never compare yourselves to dead men, that's stiff competition Dead weight, more rappers for morticians I set straight the course for more tours Enforce the full force of flows, and flow vicious There's no limits, no cure for my sickness Pure of heart, but fearful of being fearless In the pit of my stomach I can feel this Bubbling up, we rumbling like some real sh** So don't gas me, you ain't even close to clean You spit dope, but what I'm spitting is dopamine It took a hold of me, an overdose of poetry The potency could overload a modem till it broke the screen And so it seems, the fire inside rises Aspire to be higher than cloud nine, the pilot Looks out his window, sees I'm skydiving Thriving in a place that nobody could survive in (Chorus) (V3) I've been thinking of a master plan to get my papes up It ain't just luck DOC, you need patience No telling where this road might take us You write a thousand hooks, hope one of them makes us Bigger than we've ever been, better than you ever were Rap changed, that don't mean we thinking less of her As for the rest of you, you can hit the vestibule Spitting at the festivals, and man I got the best of views I'm here to test the rules, maybe even break a few Take it to the maximum, make this records PLATINUM Keep draggin MCs behind my horse and carriage Cardiac arrest…force through your chest I'll send your whole crew packing, home in a package Wrapping rappers like raps are wrapping paper and plastic I pa**ed your pastor, told him to make some plans for your pa**ing Perhaps to prepare a pa**age of your aspirations and pa**ions (Chorus)