WWW - 1994 lyrics

Sippin moscato in back of a hollow chest Confess to never follow the rest the best never dies I never die when i was born my genes fused Talking to prophets in my dreams that were deemed true Ready to burn like cds once i spit fire Shift higher yall puppets with split wires Im after dead presidents like christ church burial grounds Yall think yall fly well this is aerial sounds Spit eratic the life a rap addict Leave you shocked just like static with this semi auto matic Problematic schematics spittin dramatic demographics Tramatic habits in systematic climatic diplomatics Fanatic women leave them wet like aquatic swimmin When the currency fails then your rack is thinnin I got fields of diamonds and a vault of gold Orgami punchlines to let these haters fold They say s** sells and the sales sell s** But the sales from the s** make what i sell sound complex Convexed in hieroglyphic text says that im next Yall mike tyson bitin like an ear above the neck Im in a holy field where angels box demons Steady dreamin the seasons producin life from my seamon Lookin for reasons schemin im plottin d**h with out leavin Im making music so when i die i'll be alive with out breathin Expanding horizons survivin as a dead man I'll shoot you in the leg till you can't walk like a red hand Whats a clan with out its method or a red man nothin When your bluffin i'll crack your mind and give your head concussions Hit you with that wu till i tang your brain Call me black dawn how i bring the pain Under water with snakes a liquid sword to these labels Attracted by satalites we dish out the cable I knew a chick from argentina and her name was mina Ate her like a feast then i drowned like katrina Call me dextro i have more that dates than a calendar Arthur with excaliber whats a king to his challenger One thing i was told no matter the wealth Or how big your pockets d**h k**s in stealth Whats a rich man with cancer to a poor man with health Or an athiest who died and saw god then cried for help Im tryna find myself but Roger is lost Reborn with many names portraying the world at any cost Soon to be the best rapper i am the next change If you can't process thoughts strip out your left brain Dextro the man with infinite names 1994 The world in his brain a universe in his core Breathe for the last time we die and get flat lined We all seek the future but i already past mine