Ryney - Trash Rap lyrics

[Light Language Intro:] (Andrew Bartzis to J Dilla) [Trash Rap:] "...A lifetime worth of stuff to share So thanks for being with me today You want the raps? You're gonna get the raps These are the ultimate gourmet raps They're a little bit more ...busy than I usually make for my self But we've got some house guests And everybody's really really hungry So I'm gonna hook this one up This is one variation of many But these raps are satisfying... These are what you do when you're tripping on a cheeseburger And you really need something to fill you up That's Dilla-icious tasting, okay? So let's make the ultimate bodybuilding raps These are satiating satisfying raps" [Verse : Ryney] Mmm... For Dilly and the Doom Really step back Give white boy some room Let the plums drop in his fruit of the looms Spit out kumquat and a cherimoya too Mmm...Food... How does he preach heat and hold non-violence Shh! He about to quote the villian now, silence Raid the room and let all the co*kroaches pile in Straight wylin' ...like a coyote Yellin' MEEP-MEEP at the system that could never hold me Keep your eye balls bulging Unaware of the third The sh** he spit is scolding Beware of the turd Handle with caution When you pick up absurd Lyrical more unidentified than spherical I object! Jedi spits empirical evidence that we are all just miracles And hence... I AM Just an I AM presence over a Trashy beat In this ever present moment The creation secrete Impregnate the womb of the mind I don't use a rubber in all honesty ...and honestly You're on a spiritual odyssey Doe! Homer Simply from the island of Crete ILY lad ...I love you... Ryne's been from the greet In effort to hop up out the pin of the sheet And apart from the sense of separation Though ego is a much needed deceit Til he go in completely 5-D'd To remind the ear drum of the heart sacred beat All that ancient past and ancient future selfs Are still part of we Ubuntu! Cuz our I AM is free! Might tell a germ To reconnect it's control to alt and delete And manage the task of our own sovereignty Now strike a chord of equity To only resolve the prob And provide the spiritual remedy Jay say My enemy is only a mini me That I created long, long ago And only want to cut off my lineage like the Kennedies Dilla spin on the Stanley Cowell samples in the Illusion Suite Sit back and roll a sweet