Simply out of this world by The world's too for the soul to enjoy
I focus on the and I fill it Hopin' the depressed ain't give in and up So listeners up your ears, it's your hero here on a heroin like high, I give off Live off my lie and my They itchin' for a new breath the calamine And I refuse to with other guys You see my mind is amused of head noddin' I so got 'em, as of hip-hop 'cause, when I talk they just watch I 'em feel it, the feelin's' unfamiliar A rush of your adrenaline you can up a buildin' You can become a killer, if properly The first one's free, next time be billin' ya
Here go your [x3] your prescription
Don't let the pain I swear my lane will as a painkiller A painkiller, a 16 of Just let it Joe That lil' that you feel, feel good don't it? Just sit back and relax and it easy And let the beat Close your eyes, uninspired Pay me no mind, I put Adderol in Riddle them Ritalin, attention deficit Niggas start listenin', and I'm givin' them The drug that brain need Them niggas sick of hip-hop so appointed me And I invened but the IV of me And ignorance was drug of choice but OD'd Couldn't leave 'em I am the leader The young soul that the still believe in And if you not convinced keep on promotin' I breathe in the game, they are Kevorkian provokin' suicide but as soon as signed I drew designs for minds so in time I do it for all y'all, do it for all Don't wait long The doctor has just be patient Please,
Here go your prescription your prescription
See, they say one has to know the past to in the present. So I, bask in the weather while the presence of these laggers me they rappin' to give gifts to my brethren. My nigga is more than a vocal booth, this is my, only truth, this is my risin' up. So you can ask Black Thought if I my Roots. Shit, before you? uest my Love for this, just know we would play in the Q before you knew T.I.P. And before you knew T.I.P. I was tippin' properly to Pussy Poppin'. So, when you ask me "What you know about that? ", ironically I'm you the same question partna'. I am hip-hop. Past, and future. I can rap on some old Primo, sound like the Sigo and make it feel like a sequal to the new me, bitch. I'm Wale, the prescription.