Kool A.D. - Leverage lyrics

[Verse 1: Boots Riley] He said I'm sacrilegious Stack the digits, just facts and figures Throw back some liquor, attack the liver But gats are quicker On his d**hbed, the old man spat and he quivered My raps are littered with the messages that I wish he delivered Various versions of "Don't stop, get it get it" Whoo, [?] made my drink a molotov Call it crunk or call it off Swing it like a tomahawk s**ing on a car exhaust Come on mijo, vamanos Turf dancing, all the bosses 'round the world are falling off We could shoot a satellite, we learn how to battle right The old man thought, with his gaze of steel The places we are bound to ride out there where the stars collide My eyes are heavy, now grab the wheel [Verse 2: Kool A.D.] Yeah, Kool A.D., Boots Riley, Amaze 88 Trackademicks on the side of me, and Lauren too, where you at? Sorry if I'm boring you I wish this group of people would mean more to you They mean a fair amount to me It's a family affair, you can sorta see It's sorta true Shout to Sly Stone and Lonnie Huey Tijuana Bra** and whoever Amaze 88 chose to sample Shout to Tom Santo, Anita Katel, Acapulco Shout to Elaine and Annette Gay Yes please, test me, Young S.A.T Bethlehem Steel, the kid real enough f** it, what you want from me? I do me, Kool A.D. [Woolly Bully?] Louie Louie, I gotta go Shout to Yazzie and the whole damn Navajo nation Jill Gibbons used to stay playing chess and drive around with the pot and on acid I flash back and forwards, I don't need no more words, I do me groovy Heh, you feel me? Sit back, cold beverage, writing Leverage