bigg jus – orbital mechanics lyrics
[bigg jus]
burner verses
strictly, strictly, strictly burner verses
we squalor dollars ’cause our industrial military complex is impoverished
so once again we recreated the monster
feedin’ it ziploc bags of oxycontin
in federally insured commodities markets
i’m out here tryin’ to take back the city
where half the population wouldn’t vote for a darkie candidate if jesus himself was door-knockin’
and some of y’all got about as much opinions as inanimate objects
the mental projection of your digital self is frigid ice-cold robotic
in the eighth circle of dante’s inferno knee-deep in excrement with goggles and scuba equipment
’cause once we b-mp off the mujahideen we push back up the opium shipments
the government got a problem with authority, not me
tryin’ to move a ton of sand and reconfigure the middle east
i move through the scene an unseen traveler
cross the suspension bridge of disbelief
with wild–ss cannibal wildebeest that feed on pro-lifers that favor the death penalty
i’m here to tell you like this: ignorance is no longer bliss
it’s rancid, stale, yellow pee-pee
and you sleepwalkers steady gettin’ urinated on, wake up and smell the stench
tomorrow’s events was manufactured yesterday
which now makes you today’s new slave
dwell on that for a second
i revolve around the orbital mechanics of the twelfth planet
light years ahead, surveyin’ your fragile planet’s damage
comin’ back to rescue you with these prophetic hymns
’cause most of y’all done lost your minds hypnotized by spinning rims
bigg jus is back again, let the rhyme championships begin
and if this ain’t dope enough for you, i’ve brought along a dear old friend
[sample]
what we gotta do is… we gone let everything cool down
yo, check it out…
yo, what’s gonna happen?
i don’t wanna be against you guys…
i’ve been around for centuries, and you don’t know me yet
[marq spekt]
i gotta come hard, that b-tch got a head of snakes
now i’mma say spot karl rove behind the negligee
f-ck beef, we grindin’ pepper steak
on a five-day, four-night island getaway
so i don’t want none of y’all thinkin’ i’m a rapper
this that silver arrow, walk like a panther
twist that kushy sour diesel, i’m finna smoke a fire cracker
partial birth aborted, pulled him out with a wire hanger
leaky right? we need more retirements and dying rappers
he livin’ right next door to the house of flying daggers
’cause n-gg-s don’t aim, they just fire random
i take it all to my advantage just to gain leverage
i see your brain hemorrhage
but you know we all battlin’ the same devils kid
a smear campaign like how blood paint ghettos
and n-gg-s is jaded, some of ’em still stay mellow
this ain’t my fluency, your crew and me
bout to form our own little mutiny
shatter, throw rocks through your windows of opportunity
y’all better run up on latifah, talkin’ bout unity
f-ck the fingers, spekt got a sticky hand
turn a corner desolate hood into disney land
b.c. run up like “gimme that”
we bout to drop more hits, it’s the gutter terry lewis and jimmy jam
peep this international smash house
dirty needle mark fiends is pookie
smokin’ rocks in a gl-ss house
don’t make me lash out
stick the club up, everybody put they hands down
north america leave n-gg-s trapped in freedom
ask your people
before they get lined up stiff as a wax museum
n-gg-s is illin’ to act indecent
can’t tell me sh-t when mami wanna scratch the ceilin’
alexander set to conquer sh-t
different continents
carbon blade camouflage bathing ape sponsorship
they don’t wantin’ it
and we the most dominant with the dirtiest flavor
you feelin’ like you back up in the 36 chambers
give me so much dap ’til i had to learn he a hater
brush they hands off the shoulder like “you disturbin’ me player”
must not have heard we was major, he just an idiot
brodie never level the playin’ field when we blitz, it’s hideous
but we got a bad rep for bein’ insidious, and all my affiliates
smack y’all n-gg-s to death, that’s how we really get
(really get
g-man and lune tns gone let them know
keep them inside the cages
orbital sh-t
takin’ all of your sh-t)
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