Pomeroy - Elevate lyrics

Elevate your mental level step aside the music so you can rebel see pomeroy is here to take it to you the funky devil its me the d, you number one m.c. so give me dat microphone so i can play the past lyrics, yo i can put my thoughts over a 5 piece screw and with my words i'll make a person with a pa**ive body move and groove into an ill sensational kid lockin the bid for who we rockin your lid, my id in the drivers seat so i can run it down with poetic flaming arrows let me introduce the sound situate your mind for a logical download too many mc's lookin for their way on the clown road pa** the racks of overweighted tracks you might find a clash with what they say is a smash hit me with the one and two, the he-hi-into hits you with a brand new issue, shoot chorus: ooooohhhhh, the celemental evelvation the source of soulful exploration yaaaaah today they crown me, the straight p.i.m.p. the p i'll be back and o the mp3, yo and this is the grave and do everything you like i turn your backs off twice when i rock the mic cast away 101 dalmations, feel my vibration walkin down the uncreated playin out the sound to the 8 to the rollin of you record hasnt sold enough yet says the size of your debt true cuz fans like you been switchin, since '82 itchin' for somethin new, being told what to do because the platinum hits dont mean it wack read sh**s no need to throw fits just look back in the blitz-and-which-we-could-lock-horns-which cant-reach-me-like-scotland-o-play-them-just-tell-them-the-reason we-wont-quit we pump up the stereo like mine is abuse cuz this the type of sh** you need to listen to times spin, begin, flip the calendar days while those animated minutes blur to form hazy shades of gray foughts my sign dismay its motivation is the cheese of being smoking the gray raise the bar, elevate, mode that matters relate to the end, transcend, the prior theories reshape, make the wonder of life times 10 without stripe thats mother drippin hot right off the end of the knife fat and tasty, dont waste thee just grill of the mc, our lyrics talkin mad about the things that i dont see release, rejoice, be cruel, the true voice, moist make eye, then take eye, the honey of choice flip the script, i nips, within the bud, your lips shift with words my tip kiss the point, unzip get to this people, anticipated sequel music is the church, my rhyme the steple (chorus) ooooohhhhh, the celemental evelvation the source of soulful exploration yaaaaah the reason for the celebration yayayaaa, oohhhhhhh you know that music can fulfill your heart, so open up your arms i believe in the p-crew destiny the wrote, the women, the pressure of b-testimy lyrics are so tight, mc's think of undressin me thats why they gettin cut and drop like a vasectamy they back up pathetically, readily, im droppin steadily time to elevate off that played out ground that goes to rid of the bands, for primitive lands interpretation be off, so im'a make em understand, i revampered the system, so yall can listen and judge if you like, but dont jump in my height because a critic is a critic is a critic for a reason couldn't hack the biz so their career is out of season im sick with this, they got you gettin your cattle on but when the new album comes drops like a smog bomb like when lorenne cast in, snoop, and octagon we elevate yall, good good god We elevate yall, good good god We elevate yall, good good god We elevate yall, good good god We elevate yall, good good god We elevate yall, good good god We elevate yall, good good god We elevate yall, good good god We elevate yall, good good god