I.K.P. - MADD REGULAH

My spirit beckons, on death expect me resurrecting
Or leaving this dimension to return as my descendent
Ayee
Still can't understand how I does it
Ayee
Still can't understand how----

Cloaked in midnight, the equilibrium is skintight
The bill is past due on mad shrewds with the dim lights (nah)
Prayers make the halo emit
Like a caseload of drip
A face glow from 8 golden bricks
Or when the system flipped and freed Iz The beast lives
But let him home for Christmas dismissing green grinch
Many scammers I clock
Antennae scanning why not (aye)
All I do is dip unless I'm billin Uber trips
Who persists to pursue the myth
Just because I studied Eucharist, you could flip the script?
I'm getting ruthless quick
A million other dicks you could lick
And you ain't with the movement, niece
You ain't checking mate with any fluency
Who but me payin cost to boss up with the legroom
Black effect is my third legacy of heresy
Embedded in me is Egyptian cotton
You need a couple more years of therapy just to check for me... sheesh, damn
Protect ya neck like synecdoches
Paint ya veins purple so the blue blood will set you free, right?
Tina had em stabbing on the Upper West
I must confess, surrounded by the scum, ain't know what was next

Still can't understand how I does it (yah)
Still can't understand how I does it (got 'em bitch, I got 'em)
Still can't understand how I does it (lit lit lit)
Still can't understand how ---

The entitled left unbridled by those idled
Rolling papers straight from the Bible, lift us to the highest idol
Suicidal thinking trying ta run a hood they ran away from
Business as usual for heavyweights when first wave come
Untamed, on the frontlines I been essential
N deez skreetz, light it up, this is quintessential
With icicle tears of despair, let's be clear
Climbing out the cocaine years and rent arrears
Examine how they runnin till they ran out of time
Running away running it back, running they yap
I'm always runnin my trap, and runnin SNAP
Know the first one that wanna run up gon wanna yap (ah ha)
They payin dust now he diamond studded like masculine dykes, such a flex
Fuck'em if a sucka vexed
Still can't understand how I does it
Still can't understand how ----

My spirit beckons, on death expect me resurrecting
Or leaving this dimension to return as my descendent
Still can't understand how I does it
Still can't understand how ----

Only millionaire dealers I know are rappers
It's not an accident you getting touched when the stimmy made the flow contactless
Different echelons
Every wake up is a jiggaboo disrespecting law, bitch
Can't take the spot if its not created yet
Just building, but really looking like the architect (woo)
They want the formula thats in my pocket, and to get the dominance I'm rocking with
The imitators false positives
Lotta wannabes seeking me like new advice
I do entice with that loud, you just doing spice
Mad regular like prune juice
They poking holes giving voodoo
It's really black and white like a coon's noose

Still can't understand how I does it
Still can't understand how I does it
Still can't understand how I does it
Still can't understand how I thug it, beeyotch!

Written by:
JONATHAN FUHRER, KENNY ALVAREZ

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