Drum (of Parallel Thought) - Chorus I lyrics

[Intro: Samples with DJ Ruff Neck Scratches] “C-Walz” - Sample from [?] “I'm so ahead of my time” - Sample from Big L and Jay Z's "7 Minute Freestyle" “Like a helicopter Lexus watch” - Sample from C-Rayz Walz's “Cla**ic” [Bridge 1: C-Rayz Walz] I'm gangster—I hold doors for ladies I'm gangster—I love all the babies I'm gangster—yeah, I protect my life If you gangster, reflect my light, money-gripped [Verse 1: C-Rayz Walz] Sperm bust the way gats do: unexpectedly Take life or create life very effectively Blame it on your pops (Why?) ‘cause he was a thug Or you could blame it on your mom (Mom) ‘cause she did d** Or blame it on your family for not spreading the love But you make the final choice and you will be judged There's truth in everything, so I listen to fools ‘Cause I ain't really learned nothing from my teachers in school And when you locked up, the enemy be making the rules You better listen and catch these j**els I used to work out. Now I'm out of work, so I dropped this Plantation penitentiary—motion monotonous Breath control the ultimate test of soul Holding it in is d**h. Yes, I've been told Word is bond when I speak it. Since it's the truth I'm seeking I dictate truth frequent A serious plot. Believe It or Not, Ripley Nine-inch slid in your back. Who stole your kidneys? Divinity, serenity, positive energy Don't you know your mental symmetry is queen and king? [Bridge 2: C-Rayz Walz] Drama's lurking. Feel the bite of the serpent There's nothing worse than living in this cursed sin Guns be bursting, similar to my pen Knowing for certain it ain't never gonna end And your friends who say they love you lied—facts Ashamed, sell you soul in vain/vein ‘cause I don't buy that Spread verbals, of course. Savages, noose loose Dead gerbils, horseradish, and couscous [Verse 2: C-Rayz Walz] Every lesson is a blessing, right? That's what they tell you Deadly weapons etched in the messages they stressed to sell you I love my life (So?). I live my soul The ice is hot, right? The fire's cold I rocked the house like CD stones Immediately clone where my CDs roam When I write live, scribe, my mind's slaying the beast Displaying the heat. This page is the Iron Curtain My Arabian sheiks make the pelicans brief The veteran speaks and you rest where the skeletons sleep Don't get left in disarray by this arrangement What I'm saying is flagrant for all species endangered I train like Rocky to hit hard like Clev-e-land And make my mommy proud (Wow). This is dead-brother slang More like water for the camels in the desert of brick An oasis of bliss by the elevator piss Slick spit mix. I samurai-script slaughter tapes For you rappers impregnant, this flow make your water break Get smoked out like hickory, get dickory-docked The mystery plot while your chick licks slippery co*k Hip hop infecting your brain with the virus Addicted to the flow in a show that's the tightest [Interlude: C-Rayz Walz] All the emcees that were in the battle, come to the stage [Bridge 3: C-Rayz Walz] Paper to spend means “cake to earn” (Earn) And you was told to wait your turn Everything you know based on what you learned But the states got money to burn (Money to burn) [Verse 3: C-Rayz Walz] The unveiling. See now? I revealed myself And spectators wonder if I really feel myself Of course I do. My religion is braille, tipping the scales My decision to fail has been long since abandoned I practiced the art of war ‘cause my peace/piece was stolen Rolling like a thief in the night to eat rodents We chosen. Each thief's theme's a scene from Ronin My stream's golden—I buffer at the speed of shogun Running through the woods, looking for cloven hoofs Anybody step to the castle, get mushed Pushed into the moat, blend into a crocodile lunchbox Stop, ock. You can't flow (Lub, lub) [Bridge 4: C-Rayz Walz] (x2) Stronghold samurai sliced the song, son Your legs too short to make it in the long run [Outro: C-Rayz Walz] (x10) Roundhouse intercept your intellect