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the thought - standin' under the clouds (gang starr remix) lyrics

[intro]
wow!
blaqknoiz
yo, yo-yo-yo-yo-yo

[verse: the thought]
it’s the man who actually factual, verbal attacks on these
half–ss, no-cash having, wannabe rapper reactionaries
the capillaries crashing, super smash brotherly att-tudes
asthma attack, backin’ ’em up to dash, at last, it’s dead canaries
in the mind, not too scary to act brash and thrash through
the non-tactical taking sabbaticals, grand theft of the ferries
the heft of the cherries, blueberries, and ayahuasca, lack a parry
and you very rarely see your sight vary from realities
psychopathic vanities, petunias in your garden
p-ssing the pastor to pack your madder matter in your backpack
to tatter the track the fat jack no act black
just hacking up a ball of oleander
the fast transfer of funds off the blackjack
so when you pack crack, you backtrack
lost the trail and now your sac whack
the blurry vision, indecision when you spitting, in fact
i heard you sh-tting, ’cause your mic was live
erase your religion with the 909
shine a bright light on the plight you hitting
’cause i got twice the writtens, with none the bitten bars
try to fight but your fists catching fire from the superstar
check who sitting in your car, they quitting for the tar
stay ig’nant for the hardy-hars, b-tching bout the dirt on mars
retrace a scar or two, you hit the bar for mountain dew!
it ain’t a spar when one side laugh at what the other tryna do
they scr-pe the farmer few, the harder father of the outed crew
that ain’t a char, that’s the residue from the bar burning you!
try too hard then sign to jews, talking all that centrist fake-woke
i can see right through their facade, the egocentric make smoke
and i seen it rising over the skylines and esplanades, no hope
in the escape pod, i bring mechanical failure
ensure you ain’t survive the landing, fanatical misunderstanding
i overstand and innerstand your struggle and pity the man
that sees this first-hand then plans the reckless abandon of pan
unraveling your mental-state takes nothing but a couple breaths
i can break your legs before you take another step
go ahead and fake it ’til you make it and rake in all your drug money
yep, i see you waking and baking, aching for that cake, buddy
so lemme say that all the sh-t you embody
and the fake t-ts on your thotty
ain’t nothing but a p-ssing trend, it’s spotty
so keep your shoddy rhymes rocking out your audi
mines is coming with the shotty
until your dumb-ss learns to use the potty
don’t choose the scottie, ’cause the blue beams gon’ get you
the bluejeans gon’ rip too, the new scene gon’ quit you
it’s bruce lee vs. it 2, the kind of tunes to f-ck your b-tch to
i won’t ingest your corny bars ’cause then i’ll see it in my sh-t too
i won’t ingest your corny bars
’cause then i’ll see it in my sh-t too, ooh

[bridge: zen stokely]
hey, yeah, alright, uh
thought and zen stokely
yeah you know what it.. what the f… yo

[verse: zen stokely]
thoughts change like clouds from the stratis to the atmosphere
nothing upon this earth can duplicate my mental atlas
i chill out in countries galaxies away
convey like the punctuation, never left astray
is how you’ll find me, read history that reoccurs like themes
theme parks in past lives, facilitating dreams
marijuana, loud body, high on the ground
a living diagram, feel the knowledge, move the sound
nubian vetruvian, i improve profoundly
drowsy eye, i engage the whole world around me
i’m bounded, found genos, seven-hundred-foot tsunamis
made out of mythological pathways
bugattis couldn’t keep up with the rate at which i process worth
fundamentals of how progress works
universal law never waits its turn, it was processed first
double-cups running over for your complex thirst
lean not to your own understanding
standin’, standin’, standin’
lean not to your own understanding
standin’, standin’
do you really want to stand in?
yeah, i just got my hand in
my hands been looking like the thing that can slam ten
thousand kilowatts to make you build a
village and then break it, down just to reveal the
structure, the structures, just like sacred
geometry, it’s really hard to see with the naked
eye, shapeshift just to show you why i
get out of the line, every time that i defy
reality with my crew, know the squad
blaqknoiz, people would probably call it god
body all the time and we back to the mineral too
it’s pivotal and you can see how we move
just like a cyclical oooh
the ooh and the ahh, or the i in the ood
it’s just like i’m doing my thing, like a monkey on the jungle jim
still running three thousand miles until i’m done again
f-ck

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