Blu - WhatUWanna lyrics

[Verse 1 - Blu] It's like Cap Planet threw his Palm Pilot in the sea Servin' earth, water, fire, and wind We'll see; he'll be in around 3 Said the secretary carryin' a bag of secrets That made him legendary "Pleased to meet you" he said to each and every Godlee John Gotti had to bury the body With a shotty Word to to the squad of Shocklee I be, Young Hoffy over hip hop beats Tax free like a national free from all actual greed Tall Statue, but I still talk at you, B Native chief but a taboo tea smackin' apples out of Eve's hand Standin' in the garden of Ed' Bumpin' eon beauty in the beat on repeat Any treason I be sleepin' on the sea ridin' waves like skis with rhymes Might catch me on the Caspian castin' out a line Eat fish, no swine, get swallowed like Jonah Cuz she know the ocean flow is one of a kind - ask Noah Polar bear cold stare smiles is so rare File out ball-hogs that don't share the globe fair Cold carry over crossover flow son, f** Colbert I report to no one Grown up young but I'm having adult fun No funds holdin' up the joint with no gun, showin' up stunned Cool as the fan smokin' blunts with a brew in my hand With a plan and a shovel to plant it And watch it grow all across the planet like I planned it; Young Captain Planet [Hook] You can do what you wanna do but I'mma do mines' Touch the mental with a pencil and a rhyme And I don't need a gun to shoot cause ain't no where I'm runnin' to Move all you wanna move, you know you feel the rhyme You can do what you wanna do, we doin' just fine Touchin' the mental with a pencil and a rhyme And I don't need a gun to shoot cause ain't no where I'm runnin' to Move all you wanna move, we know... [Verse 2 - Blu] We on that new height, talking like I grew like 8 inches The roman numeral of great vision I make predictions on the state of spittin' Whack rappers will remain gettin' a gang of riches, lame b**hes I'm in the game lane switchin' - already late bruh Got no time to hit the breaks or the switches Blazed off the j's and the swishers - tobaccos for wack folk though My black hope used to whisper Shaytaan was all up in my face - god listen and John b**hin' Mom wishin I'd stick with all the Christians Sometimes I go to church just to toss my sins At the altar we all fall victim to systems Mine and this business, figures and interviews no time for interludes just to screw it up Needing to use a buck without feeling like a jerk For what it's worth I almost blew up But I heard ya'll had to kick back wipe my shirk off Was on my dick so tough I could've jerked off The old head said watch the cursing Losin' work cause' I'm thinkin' of my first job servin' God every mornin' Mournin' over earns with a burp feel and think about my friends as the earth spins As we worship war ships on the spiritual war tip Ya'll listen: We all up in this Forfeit a joint with the forces and don't forget ya'll admission tickets To get up in this, gotta break through the laws of physics Simple as arithmetics Twist Wisdom Get lifted