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DJ Hollygrove - Intellectual Combustion lyrics

Artist: DJ Hollygrove

album: CYM: Calabi-Yau Musicfold (ChopNotSlop Remix)


Southside Houston, Texas in the projects on Griggs street
Palm Center library, King's Best Flea Market was my week
End meeting spot, nigga that's where Romo got started on his knowledge quest
Led to zest and spice you see oozing from the best, lyricist you've ever heard
This is more than spoken word, Get yo head stomped to the curb if you talking down
I'm a young disrespectful ass nigga out that H-town, Finna clown on any nigga
Thinking he can take my crown, bitch sit yo ass down and gather round, take a lesson
From THE God, listen to my gospel, my indoctrination process is the best, cause I'm better than the rest
Put me to the test, I will never stress, unless it is the inflection of a word, Always smoking herb
Yes sir that you heard, never swerve walking through my life with the confidence to ride for my passions
From my scope, to my camera, Milky Way in panoramas, in my spacecraft chasing life paths
Take em out too, bullets stick just like glue, when the gun of intellect is aiming at yo head
Leave a nigga dead cause of what he said, Romo never scared, I will spray with no delay
Like I was H A W K, or that Pimp C, you gone feel my authority when I hit the streets
Move your feet or face the wrath of this fucking psychopath, it'll be a bloodbath
Homie are you daft? You don't make the draft, Bitch get off the raft, and die, nigga watch me fly
Southside, we bomb first when we ride. Swangin on elbows, choppin
On choppas lets ride, That's that Z-Ro that I'm jamming in my car while I'm creeping slow
Chiefing hoe, tryna find me a little intellectual, sexual, queen in perpetual motion watch me dive in the
Ocean of her magic potion, floating, sensory deprivation, there is no limitation to my demonic animation
In this place of wickedness, bitch give me a kiss, taste the death on my breath, there is nothing left
Another book back on the shelf, take or off or shut your mouth is my attitude of gratitude for the
Universal platitude, I want the deepest mysterious from Schrodinger to Ganymede
Bitch can't you see? I'm not gonna leave until I have it G, Immortality that's all that left for me
There is no death for me, I am everything, bitch feel these linguistic strings BRO

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