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billy conahan - what's the commotion lyrics

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(chorus – method man “what’s the commotion…” / “poetry’s in motion…”)

(v1)

what’s the commotion? impact approaching
bring terror back to the dome as the distance be closing
i goes in
and when you finally come around, i’mma ask where you hoes been

in the sh-t you should’ve never stuck your nose in
up the dosage, the potency of poetry prose poems are potions
a little bit of smoke with a mix of emotions
once i gotta instagram, started bringing o’s in

stay sleeping, i’mma hit you while you dozing
a-rod on the mic, you know i’m still doping
the dopiest mc coming straight outta queens
and with the rocky road behind us, now it’s cookies and cream

i had a dream i’d see my money swell, see how your studies failed
ever since you wondered what in the world was that funny smell?
bl–dy h-ll, quest for domination
beats, rhymes, life, what a deadly combination

(chorus)

(v2)

never compare yourselves to dead men, that’s stiff compet-tion
dead weight, more rappers for morticians
i set straight the course for more tours
enforce the full force of flows, and flow vicious

there’s no limits, no cure for my sickness
pure of heart, but fearful of being fearless
in the pit of my stomach i can feel this
bubbling up, we rumbling like some real sh-t

so don’t gas me, you ain’t even close to clean
you spit dope, but what i’m spitting is dopamine
it took a hold of me, an overdose of poetry
the potency could overload a modem till it broke the screen

and so it seems, the fire inside rises
aspire to be higher than cloud nine, the pilot
looks out his window, sees i’m skydiving
thriving in a place that n0body could survive in

(chorus)

(v3)

i’ve been thinking of a master plan to get my papes up
it ain’t just luck doc, you need patience
no telling where this road might take us
you write a thousand hooks, hope one of them makes us

bigger than we’ve ever been, better than you ever were
rap changed, that don’t mean we thinking less of her
as for the rest of you, you can hit the vestibule
spitting at the festivals, and man i got the best of views

i’m here to test the rules, maybe even break a few
take it to the maximum, make this records platinum
keep draggin mcs behind my horse and carriage
cardiac arrest…force through your chest

i’ll send your whole crew packing, home in a package
wrapping rappers like raps are wrapping paper and plastic
i p-ssed your pastor, told him to make some plans for your p-ssing
perhaps to prepare a p-ssage of your aspirations and p-ssions

(chorus)

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