Jimmy Luna - Hokum Legends lyrics

(cough) (I'll buy you some Rocky Road baby!) [Intro/Verse 1: Jimmy Luna] It's Jimmy Luna-tic the dude in tunic attire A live wire known to freeze inside the presence of fire I show no love to these n***as and all these hoes don't exist to me Cause the figures I'm makin' got all my foes out of symmetry Only few I call kin to me Tangent n***as are squiggly Fanta b**hes from Sicily Only n***a who hate Grapes My Santa was chimney-ed already at young age Exposed to the gang bang exposed to the c**aine But now it's more Sunday, afternoon, one way Is an insane plan I'm crashin' all over the damn place Tape over ya' damn face rope all on ya' legs We don't want any answers just diggin' through ya' head with a dagger and a PedEgg You n***as sleep like Day Day Robbin' you for ya' happiness To make up for the pack of tacky sh** you rappers granite with They say I got bolder as I got older hold up I'm the owner of this bo*er Don't arouse me to turn soldier Please don't tell me that I've changed I've been Timmy Turner's wardrobe Holder of the pen, imaginary to a core probe Tangible capital T, R-I-P Capital Steez It's a trip how you can think 4 yourself then 7 seconds later you're fallin' like free Masonic Kanye beliefs apply to me if that's what gets you views and comments like "He's f**in' gotta be" At least i'll know that I have made it Bourne on Friday just like Jason Serenadin' Satan as he wakens naked full of hatred As I masturbate to 7 Haitians playin' steal the bacon Got some patients waitin' Magazines in hand legs crossed Hopin' I drop Hokum so I can be just like Bancroft [Bridge] Comma Anne… you know? Mrs. Robinson? From The Graduate? She got pretty famous off of– ah f** it never mind f** it f** it Go Google it or somethin' (f** it)… but umm… [Verse 2] Closest to focused can't tell the difference like locust Ya' bogus ya' gra**hoppers you can't stop the lotus Ya' camp's not in the quota Like hoarders hoardin' some boulders in condominiums k**in' em bars hotter than toasters The Roast of the {Weak}… we gettin' Lion to host And toastin' inside the green room walk out lookin' like vultures sippin' on some mimosas… (jk) All I got is yo' bae givin' me that o-ke do-ke Fore plays not a problem at all unless you resemble Mannings and only wanna play ball cause then its (Pause) Audacity to come over chit chat with me and happily i'll help you help me break all of the laws These inclement flows will have me so pertinent Certain that all my words will have continents hit with consonants Filled with malignant lines of the sh** that gets you them shrines This rhymin' sh** ain't for guys who think money will get you dimes Just learnin' the timings off like faces on bathin' salts Go chasin' augmented tots when Bill Gates' inside of your box (like what?) Priorities is f**ed up like squat down bu*t know what? There's no frowns (Buh dump puh, buh dump pow) Yeah y'all gone learn when y'all struttin' and I'm strattin' Your life's more of a young s*ut and mine's more of a Manhattan I'm prayin' for luck and a mansion That's why im swaggin' rappin' trappin' all of the thirsties into a Cabin Learned it from Tyla shout out to Captain Shout out to snipers shootin' them campers Shout out to planet Earth for lettin' me inhabit turf Positive vibes till im in you and then its continue with life and make sure my children and (umm…) Stay wavy and live it Like Mike Just don't go stand in a line with n***as who fight… Over the Taxis chill in the back seat Destination: wherever holds your elation And plan to leave wasted so you have extra when you see Satan Im horrible claimin' if you drink Arizonas you're pagan (IGH!)… sorry Chance hehe… sorry [Outro] Woah two satan references and an illuminati refer– in one rap!?! Ah sh** I know I've crossed the line now hehe oops oh well May– maybe if I just make like… a Gospel/R&B album with like Keith Sweat it'll clear that right up, but umm… whatever… Prism Tribe