smithzonian institute of rhyme lyrics

[Gab:]
yeah yeah [2x]

[Lateef:]
Blackalicious
Lateef the truth speaker

[Gab:]
A little somethin

[Together:]
Now if you want some you best come with a gun
You cant fuck with the tongue or the way the song is sung
By lateef and blackalicious we keep it fat, delicious
Complete and grant your wishes
So peep the rap and listen
You cant be idle you best come trifle
But even with a rifle your stylell get stifled

[Lateef:] quick

[Gab:]
Lateef and blackalicious we coming for that dough to get
The lyrics that we wrote again
Are sounding rather vicous beyond scientific
I'll snap like a doberman I'm unable to hold it in
I really hope you feel it, check it out
Droppin the topic and me apocaplypse
Hip hop metroplis we stalkin mcs
Dont stop this marvelous three partners
This bottomless beat has opened wideness
Invitin us inside of its deep rhythmic enviroment
A labryinth its violent beings just won't be silent
And higher, and higher means to a world (?)
Where all I need is prez
And that is my rent
Just by fatting the rest
Who wont admire it
Wont rule as a tyrant
Dont condone viloence
Till the next man trys it
Dont tax no pirate
Just watch as I begin to shape your world
All mcs in the land spanked and baked and broiled
Charred and seasoned in a pan - damn
Awakened world stagnant even though they always been there
Laggin about exposing it to the hearing impaired establishment
Raw energy they cant be compared
Tag em then we drag them then we finshed - yeah

[Together:]
Now if you want some you best come with