Kourt Jester - Eyez Low (Remix) lyrics

[Intro: Kourt Jester (with background ad-libs; over original intro)] Lockport stand up! (pOp!) All my KCL k**az stand up! (7-1-Triple 6 in the buildin'!) Kourt Jester, Nemesis Poe Let's do this sh**! [Chorus x2: Kourt Jester] Choose a paper flavor (Mu'f**a my eyes low!) We higher than elevators (Mu'f**a my eyes low!) Can't see none of my haters (Mu'f**a my eyes low!) Red as Cyclops lasers (Don't act like you ain't know!) [Verse 1: Kourt Jester] Breaking down the green leaf, but you already know how that all sh** go Can't see no competitors except myself, I'm like a f**in' schitzo I get so, high off a the planet I'm planted light-years in the stratosphere So slanted on my axis Poe said ("Yo, how the f** you standin' here?") Back in that a** like a splashback, I'm so live that I need a laughtrack Out for blood like Tampax, so b**h a** emcees stand back Kourt Jester and Poe The Nemesis, we sendin' sentiments, and not payin' the damages I'm pa**in' out bandages to all of these savages cause my weed is as k**er as the cancer is The banter is as magnanimous like the sayings of Jesus of Nazareth Established in, the Vatican, as the infamous conjurer of Castastorus No colons, commas or no asterisks, the fact here is, I'm plastered b**h My concen-tr-tration is compli-ci-cated St-st-tutterin' now, think my vision is fadin' Made so many drinks I'm not sure what I'm sippin' But I got the bottle poppin' and the bong is still hittin' The jar is wide open and the top is still missin' And I got bacon cookin' like there's cops in the kitchen In case you have missed it, my name is KJ and that boy right there is Nemesis Poe My mind is demented, my jacket's weed scented, and mu'f**a my (EYES LOW!) [Chorus x2] [Verse 2: Nemesis Poe] My haters love me now... (Nemesis Poe!) Ain't had to switch on the style k**a that sh** be wild! For the details, I be getting some of you dudes confused with the females Might as well press Lee nails Get mean heels, act cold when no doughs for the retail Got your head spinning like Spreewells Cause I B-Real like the dude from C. Hill See? Chill, my goons in the street k** Pop shots 'till you get fill of them sleep pills Runnin' to d**h and have plenty 'em left Anybody in need of a refill!? Man a k**er just trying to breathe Phills Plenty of loud piff, talkin' a whole wheat field Thirst for the dream, an unquenchable team That's how everybody f**ing with me feels Know me and my peeps build (P.O.P.!) And that's just how my side rolls Don't get your eye swole Better lie low cause I know, multiply dough "Two for the five bro!" sh** is pyro, spitters die slow If they known to f** with the 5.0. I go pop! Done, with a hot shotgun b**h this ain't no spiral! Ain't never gonna spy Poe Me and KJ stay with the eyes low Be the same thing blazin' a live show But I maintain, stay where they find dough Need an AK? Spray where there guys go Never placate lames, kid I'm primal And I will ROCK the fu*k outta this RAP sh** That's all that I know! (Chorus x2)