Denmark Vessey - Power Of Thought lyrics

[Verse 1: Denmark Vessey] Grandiose. Half man and half Dios Ambles in champagne and champions toast The stroke on the big hand grandfather clock Wrote 12 on the dot, other hand on the 5, good morning Sky still dressed in all black I awoke myself 'fore the bell tones chimed and told myself (Yo Self!) it's time No tick-tock or wristwok or sun dial Me and some thick chick(en) dippin, gettin Kung Pao I twist that lady back and leave that lady wrung out All she gettin is the dick & scrotum DSL's get to blowing, got a mouth like the quickest modem I'm from the motor but I moved to the city with the biggest show Cause several years back and I ain't trying to settle Everytime I write a riddle I be reaching for the sky Grabbing lightning trying to smite the devil Now I wish a n***a would, just to spite Gepetto Especially you cowards, your bellies are light as yellow [Hook] They ain't ready for it they're looking defeated already Got a petty Ford, half-steppin while they're 12-steppin out of Betty Ford Drunk off the power of thought I mean I seen the scenes of the tapestry unwoven And I put it back together and I wrapped it in the moment [Verse 2: Denmark Vessey] Round table chats king author Don't bring liquor through, n***a, bring water I might sling rocks for the Philistine slaughter Better bring pots through, Kevlar, non-stick pants, spray Pam bu*ter guns mayhem. Might bomb something Krylon, Saigon something All it take is to right wrong, cousin Lawn full of camouflage, python cut 'em Gut 'em. New shoes, new wallet, what these new things man? I don't do modest well I'm feeling like Midas felt I'm feeling myself. f** it. Whole body turned to gold Now when everybody see me shine they screaming out "Ay...You Stuntin!" Not gold plated - we gold to the bone Now I'll CFC a new O in your zone Obscure references, stow 'em in a poem Sweating out cologne, pheromone, alone Garçon? Garçon? Maître d? Seat me in the smoking section where it's hater-free Big plate of fish, getting my Omega-3 I'm way too wavy in my theta wave peak Next level sh** when I drop sh**? Ah, yes ma'am, a whole lotta bran [Hook] They ain't ready for it they're looking defeated already Got a petty Ford, half-steppin while they're 12-steppin out of Betty Ford Drunk off the power of thought [Verse 3: Denmark Vessey] This year, I'm getting smarter Eating fruit, drinking water And snatching up the spot that they ain't offer I look at yall and then I see a pauper Now look at me I'm like Caesar #3 from barbers, what could it be I mean Every line I cut is crisp Plus I'm fly, I'm always on some other sh** I get it going and I stay regular Stay away if you fake or razor blade jugular (cutthroat) Trust you bout as far as I can throw you, don't get up close Stay away if you fake, I don't know you like "what up though?" But that ain't enough though Blame it on elitist dogma, my turned up nose sniffing out the air I can smell your scent. The scent is softest, fetus born, sweet as fructose You need to watch your throne I'm out to Thutmose I'm up close, breath reek of duck roast Shaw to the shank. Pen drip ink raw shark to the shrink Rickshaw to the street, hard in the paint Waka-Flosquiat: vanguard in the paint, n***a What you think, n***a? Said we can't smoke here, we puff dank and yeah I'm something that a s**a would hate And I got a little something to say. What's up? [Hook] They ain't ready for it they're looking defeated already Got a petty Ford, half-steppin while they're 12-steppin out of Betty Ford Drunk off the power of thought, I mean Drunk off the power of thought Man yall don't get it going, go and pull it out of your heart, I mean I seen the scenes of the tapestry unwoven And I put it back together and I wrapped it in the moment