Gorilla Warfare Tactics - Dark Saber Jedi lyrics

[Cake] Ayo rock them, rock them High heel broads they lookin' for a new song Let the city know we got them It was tatted on their brains, went away for a while Now we back and considerin' the options It ricocheted, richer than rich militants Nicotine packs leavin' young brains full of gas Pickin' up where Premier's got em lookin at “Damn show me tracks only 7?” Feds thought it's crack that we sellin They livin' in the 60's And we'll be Pushin' with Frank Lucas in a 6 speed But face it when a hundred grand says “you'll never win a grammy cause the underground's dead.” Pops told me, “line em up, strip em down, tell me who's the richest one When you gon' graduate to saber from a laser gun?” If you the one then go on feed em the answers Turn em all from black swans to black panthers [Kid Dilla] It's the return of the Dark Saber Jedis Never let the Buddha smoke affect the way I tell my Story cause it's legendary They thought they k**ed me but I came back Devil told me that the hearse was broke And so I pulled up in a Maybach Tracks for dead soldiers on the desert sand Modern warfare for the modern man Symbols on the sonogram. Uh huh And now the journey begun Tell me “how you stay true and move armies with the tip of your tongue?” We bringin' Heaven to Earth So this the turf that we gon' battle on Watch em babble on to Babylon while we be ridin' back to Camelot Lotta sh** they gotta learn before the learn to stop And so I uppercut and add another knock Knock, knockin at the fortress Gorgeous Morse code over vocals and chords sh** Record more sh** Hardcore sh**, get on the floor sh** Some DMC and Run in '84 sh**. f** is up? Ayo save the bullsh**tin' for your cla**es Told me I'd be smarter with a blunt A pair of J's and some of Malcolm X's gla**es But f** it, I write civil So I'm spreading dreams everytime that my pen swivel the paper Take your time, watch the foreigners Falcon wings we glidin' Cali Coast And slicin' the Everglades of Florida “Hot damn son! You burnin' up, you bombin' em.” Ya we sound dope they figure Dilla's just a h*monym I took the whip and flipped the wheels out Switched em for some platinum lookin' dubs and then I peel out f** a Black Phantom boi I'm different so I want it in white So you can see the battle scars of what I been through tonight You walkin' backwards to the far side So bring your weapons to the Jedis Matter of fact It's just a matter of will Matter of days ‘fore they recognize the game is just a matter of sk** That's bein' real. Tactics yuh