Madlib - FEET lyrics

[Verse 1: Lord Fuego] Young SPF you get no shine Everything is I spit is positive just like a proton Jimmy neutrons get they top popped back At the liquor store where all the goonies like to slang crack And all the sumchins make a**umptions that we got Glocks But all we really got the same sumchins on our black co*ks And time will tell, reading time in hotels, I'm flowing like a gazelle, trying to run from Adele Third eye sh** We puffin heavy bong rips You keep talkin sh**, hit you in the mouth with Palm hits No smacks, sh** is wack, that sh** balognie I got your main b**h Ridin round on a pony I don't pack heat So sorry no Mack please You and every other rapper out here tryna match me Tryna match me Tryna tryna match my steez Every single word spoke to your girl I match with my skeet Led posion and it don't come from a pencil It come from a zinger bullet ain't tryna be gentle Hide you in the lentil I ain't oriental But the kush blunt keep your boy from going mental [Verse 2: Lord Fuego] And it's evident that n***as seeking evidence that I'm the president of this rap sh** and I'm heaven sent Third eye intelligence Sus n***as irrelevant I'm smoking heavy so I see planets and purple elephants I'm a villain Sell d** to children f** up a lost civilian I'm praying I'll reach a million I'm k**in' these little kittens and spitting pure penicillin So when you in my vicinity better know who you dealin wit