ENTREPRODUCERS - Up Above lyrics

[Produced by The Entreproducers] [Verse 1: Capital STEEZ] I said check this who wanna try and flex with? My senses say you're stressin' cause we haven't digressed yet Climbing the ladder while supplying rhyme patterns That perhaps been scattered in my mind since back then The backwoods ,had to make a cla**ic so matches Is like magic, mix the spinach with the cabbage In fact I copped a few caps from the shroom patch Guess who's back with new raps smothered in boom bap? Assume cap, flipped it back like eyelids To show him how I live, now she's blowing down twigs They both thin and they look like twins I'm using my aura power to overpower the feds, sh** And act like I never know enough Thought it was a joke until the numbers started showing up Roll it up and steam with the steelo lean All green you would think it was casino theme man And its a different rhythm every time Had to switch the signs just to let designers send their signs Adjust the frequency divine how we synthesize 13 steps let the enterprise synchronize And welcome back to the block cuz Smokin' 47 blunts a day like true Rastas, The blunt doctor, so if you got a minor cough Mary Jane can fix your lungs up proper. [Verse 2: Dirty Sanchez] The dankest haze and some expensive J's Got a French maid, made to swa*k the braids Baby I'm a renegade call me Che Guevara the red beret Now we blendin' jade seeing numbers like a Yellow Page Asian shorty with the slimmest tights You could spend the night And I could see what kind of sh** you like I'mma hit the dutch and you could get the pipe Just to get the record straight she spits on my mic Bamboos like smoking it twice 47 blunts pa**ed I never choked in my life I hope it's alright me and Steez is poking your wife I get the purple mix it with sprite Visions of indigo nights that's why they call me dirty Don't even try to throw no curve in this baller's derby 12 grams in this canister we opened up a can of worms Now we only chirping at these birds if you dumb and flirty You heard me