DJ Premier - Unorthodox (Remix) lyrics

[Intro] That sh** right there... Everybody love him? Everybody love him? Everybody love him!? [Verse 1: LoneSoul] f** that, everybody be indifferent or disgusted That's why we are now discussin' why cussin' comin' so suddenly Run in these runners please; to see why my feet is busted Bustin' out of my shell like a seer; a gala my hustle I bustle busters for nothin', tell 'em their future's buzzin' Been buildin' a nice collection of hundreds under these covers Won't, be discovered, no channels cover this coverage Ain't got the courage to show a man flourishin' in this rubble Rather report the rubbish, ratings they feel would plummet But f** it, it's funny, I'm the on the sweep under the rug? They've been sleepin' on the reaper, most scary under the sun Clearly under my tongue is the pill that Morpheus shunned Morphine is mundane, next to the plane I'm from An alien, I'm mainly in, this form to flow then I'm done I'm forming their new horizons, their mind is mine, I'm above They be lost in my conscious, the forgotten, I'm toxic sludge, like [Chorus: LoneSoul] Money ain't a thing if I got it I won't spend All I got is the L.A.B, I don't need no friends I feel like this glory road is only gon' begin The Lonely Soul, I won't dim No, we'll never give in They ask for cheese, but we rigid Wait for me to make a million, 'fore you visit? Properly delivered, they knock knees at our scripture Won't be content, yo, I gotta be sicker [Verse 2: LoneSoul] I'ma spark it off Unorthodox, it's off the top (For real?!) Man of course it's not You're making Einstein turn over, like he lost the rock Leave the poor man alone, to help him off the block It's a, block party, all of y'all invited I broke the beat so bad, it's cast; you can sign it You know the three, gon' splash, it's cash, you can't hide it The moment we was on L.A.B, the fans, got excited So I, stick to my business, luxury I'ma live it Eventually, yeah it's meant for me, I can handle the critics Just, give me time, I'm tryin' to build the sk** After a while I'll be tryin' to fill the till Tryin' to reach the point I ain't gotta go split the bill Gotta get half the pain, add in triple the will Power, hoop plus the harm, disarming them with this real Of highlights, the high-life I be dyin' to feel, it's like [Chorus] [Verse 3] The most lavish of entrances when I come in We first, they tryin' to pa**, but L.A.B was full-frontin' Idols in my eyes, but I'm at it to get above 'em Always a little off, they all said "ain't nobody love him" Pop a couple of kids inside of the oven Cause I ain't know which, way to put on the rubber Chances to fail - little, outplaying Hansel and Gretel Be careful with your plosives, your mic is covered in spittle I, spit riddles, saliva taste of enigmas I carry a heavy burden, gym my mind 'til it's bigger Every consonant and vowel, k** more words with my vigour Then I book a flight to a higher plane of existence