Madlib - O.G. Pt.1 (Whirlwind Mix) lyrics

A.G. - O.G. Pt. 1 (Whirlwind Mix) This flower is highly scented Push your whip off the cliff With your body in it The brown man still fight for our lands So don't tell me bout your soundscan, n***a Impeach the president, beats are evidence I won't stop till we seen on Letterman Pa**ion so high See it in my high Stop me over your dead body? Well n***a bye A thousand bucks will make the eagle scream And design is like the einstein of wine Don't stop, won't stop till I'm first And I bless you with a verse so evil it's cursed It hurts to see my n***a backseat the hurst I'm so high, smoke the peice of the earth Madlib put me in a place most Producers can't ace or can't You should chant Everybody wanna know who the champ Kid not I be, hip hop Ali My ressurection is destined Crowned king of the underground With a dirty infection Now understand where I'm coming from You think I'm pointing at the sky I'm showing you I'm number one Rapping like rambo You ain't Stalone You ain't gotta be the president to get your face on the stone I zone my blackberry phone works in Rome Among the stars god, earth is home Thirst to own, I'm feindin for the top Came for that spotlight, I'm coming for that spot Chicken noodle soup shots at your dudes Now he's gone like the top on the coupe That slick talk, big walk, n***a better get lost So hot I write my rhymes with a pitchfork I'm not the antichrist, but damn he nice Speak so well they think my family white The n***a you'll never see on grammy night And the winner is...A - naw this can't be right I write checks, write d**h with the same hand You dry snitchin? We about the rain dance From the same place, we all had the same chance You can't see the target but my aim enhanced It's the same in London, it's the same in france So it's the same in Japan they say A is the man