Jon Debaun - A Day in the Life lyrics

[Verse 1: RZA] Aiyo, slipperly slurp slip, n***a, churped off, two sniffs of c**aine This motherf**er broke the gla** in my whip Try'nna dip, on this twenty dollar bill I had on my dashboard And police is asking me son, why I whoop his a** for Save y'all two hours of paperwork, my neighbor lurk Watchdog, chew a** out, son, and put in major work We collect antique ammunitions, and plus We got them big guns, you only see in science fictions My Uncle Cuffie's the chief, but my little, knucklehead Cousin Mar', yeah, son, is a thief And we gave him a job, making three hundred a week But he slipped on my piece, now he's back in the streets [Hook: The Mars Volta] How many times have you let your tongue go slip From the grin in your teeth and the cracks of your lips I never heard such nerve before But you better spill slowly through the cracks of my pores Just to please you honey, just to please you honey And how many times have you let your tongue go slip From the grin in your teeth and the cracks of your lips [Verse 2: A.G.] A.G. is King like Tutankhamen or Haile Sela**ie Body the party, watchin' for n***as tryin' to Pac me Or Biggie Smalls me, come on, please With these gemstars, I'm Jason Vorhees A's loose, so much pain inflicted, remain addicted Carry microphones, with the Pa**ion of Je-sus It's Flamboyant for life, n***a, throw those L's up Ain't millionaires, by this year, then catch us in 12 months Now who's f**in' with Andre? A beast on the east, love on the west, ask Kanye Still Diggin' motherf**er, it's that plain and simple G.D. til' my heart beat,discontinue On the ave., til every soul in the ghetto is gone Where n***as sell more rock than heavy metal songs Anything you want to know, then read E2K f** with A, and get broke up like B2K, cuz.. [Hook] [Verse 3: RZA] Aiyo, aiyo, cuz I'm the piece, the magnetic, I'm not the weak and pathetic Sometimes, inside my rhymes, you hear words that perfected Master your Hung Gar, five animal form kung fu Thundar the Barbarian sword, being swung Wu-Tang, invincible blade, thrust to parry Up the Temple steps, much water got carried In this industrious world, meet the illustrious Uncombustional, give props like Doctor Huxtable Knew many men, only trust a few Women, love the few, mention Wu-Wear linen, rugged blue God-U's, I tuck a few, known to smash out a club or two And represent the worldwide W [Hook] [The Mars Volta] Oh, oh, your veins, may call, in sweat, for blood Your veins, may call, in sweat, for blood Your veins, may call, in sweat, for blood Feed you the flesh of men, so you can see end again Yeah, yeah...