Dave Darlington - Black Ego lyrics

[Cop] Alright, boy [bu*terfly] Ah, man [Cop] Give you your rights [bu*terfly] Here we go again [Cop] You have the right to remain silent [Ladybug] Hey Ish, what's goin on? [bu*terfly] Chill, chill it's cool [Cop] Give up the right to remain silent, anything you say can and will be used against you [bu*terfly] Whatever man, whatever [Cop] Do you understand each of these rights I've explained to you? [bu*terfly] Oh, like I ever had rights, kid? [Cop] Do you wish to give up the right to remain silent? [bu*terfly] Hell yeah [Verse 1: Ladybug Mecca] So now lets let into, in my pocket pack Pummel and I epic, black ethic lack I walk again, you were shade gray, come display Mazes in black, fire in the west sh** is shakin', it's fly I'm in lookies when I'm pushing vinyl time Up the Fort, where I'm caught And my thought to shakin' up a few loose Now I let my cause shoot, KRS One Cause we fade in and out, are you swinging or coming? I'm solid on this thought, this ain't living It's heavy every setback, even when I was a shorty Now we catch you in your four, thrice Check me in another place, space, and joy Nothing you could serve could ever Ace me boy Fat laces, I'm out, fat and no babies "That's right baby" [Hook] That's right, sho you right (8x) [Verse 2: Doodlebug] I got Harlem on my mind, Darren on my back Brooklyn in my blood and bu*ter's on the track I got insect thoughts, catch the cool ways Clouds of purple haze keep me in a daze The jazz, the jive, the poetry The style, the lingo, the bags of equality Many different things try to get to me But in a world of hard rock, I keep my humility The funkanaut from the kingdom of not With galactic sure shot, they can't won't don't stop Flock to the rhythm I bring Sing songs call survival on the Mingus revival Scored the ba** hit, with my bugged out clique It's Doodlebug, give me love for a visual script Sip the groove juice, it's kind of rough Sevens never bluff, I had enough, eleven [Hook] [Verse 3: bu*terfly] In the east I rose Froze in the pose Of a land diseased Flows that cooler summer breeze Nikki did Kevin's braids, we got four in the 'Lac As we swoop at warp seven, holler don't crowd cats Cause look, corpie is the color and bu*ter he do it low All you hear is poppers and rubber I'm saying oh Man, we keep it popping on hot days sh**, I got the fish eggs dropping any block you dip And I dazzle that mood with the cool out, fool Easing semi-swerve to the curb like the do I'm fro, blow, got that right Groove with soul and I'm still spinnin' Cross 110 and indicate them something else Blackest space, deepest sea (Scoff) My sh**'s, a natural high, the man can't put no thing on me Now catch me when my mind stretch out, it's astro black Time reaching into end, nappy afro blue We Sw-ing, fightin' out the corners Do my tha-a-ang like Huey with it, n***a [Hook]