N/A - "Jet Blue Waters" lyrics

[Verse 1: Dagger$] Manifestations... planning escape routes, on these Atlantic waters// Penning the exile, when not typing with the qwerty// Panning it all out, like Machiavelli before me// But I be the, Alighieri De Florence// El Camino with, Turtle waxed rallies// The getaway car touring foreign land probably// El Camino de (Aye!) San-ti-a-go's// Not that far away, hope to see Morocco// Speedboat, no paddling//(Ugh!) To a remote, atmosphere//(Ugh!) Will I return, in seven years?//(Ugh!) Or remain a mystery, only here//(Ugh!) But then again, there's the open air//(Ugh!) co*k pits, and stewardess//(Ugh!) Private flights, will only do for me//(Ugh!) But a chopper seems to suit me//(Ugh!) [Hook: Dagger$] I know Marcuse Garvey turning over, in his grave// Cause n***as still ain't get the memo from, the slaves// What's wrong with the underworld, of today?// Seven seas, seven wonders, hands up, now wave, Wave!//( Repeat 4x) [Verse 2: Dagger$] Change the game, metamorphosis, flow, got metaphors in it// These n***as trash, they loitering, I spit venom, I'm poisonous// You not venom, to my Spydey sense, make the decision, I'm Morpheus // You peachy, just like Georgia is, I'm geechy, just like Florida is// This one hell of a pa**ion, y'all woke up the dragon// And done dragged him, out the dungeon, don't miss your shot like Duncan// Y'all n***as be lunching, I'm hungry for something// In the spiritual, not the physical, I'm seeking like a missile do// You got a bias attitude, I don't buy into the bull// n***as talk in circles, too old for Duck, Duck, Goose// My n***a light up the purple, what the f** is drug abuse?// There's room for improvement, but ain't no room for you// You got a bias attitude, I don't buy into the bull// n***as talk in circles, too old for Duck, Duck, Goose// My n***a light up the purple, what the f** is drug abuse?// There's room for improvement, but ain't no room for you// [Hook: Dagger$] Copyright © 2013 The Genius vs. Ingenious Publishing. All Rights Reserved