Hexed - Big Hoodoo

She blessed all dirty water On a stormy full moon night She walked through sand and fire Never caught in a fight He got that rattlesnake fever Red dust on his boots Demons and fallen angels Got the black spider blues Mama was a hoodoo woman Papa was a hoodoo man Mama was a hoodoo woman Papa... was a hoodoo man She's drivin' hard that Chevy trail Burnin' on both ends She rocks the town of New Orleans With her gypsy blend A mean shoot-down in Ed's Saloon Spirits join the sky The undertaker said, I'll never forget The day, the whole town cried Mama was a hoodoo woman Papa was a hoodoo man Mama was a hoodoo woman Papa... was a hoodoo man A mean shoot-down in Ed's Saloon Spirits join the sky The undertaker said, I'll never forget The day, the whole town cried Mama was a hoodoo woman Papa was a hoodoo man Mama was a hoodoo woman Papa... was a hoodoo man Mama was a hoodoo woman Papa was a hoodoo man Mama was a crazy woman Papa... was a hoodoo man

Water glock, keep it concealed under my waistband If you didn't know by now, nobody's safe man I come equipped with a 5 gallon clip Bustin' like a hydrant, hydrating the counterfeit Catch a wet brain if you're not careful Never know when I might unload a few barrels Rolling with a school of squids and sharks Cutting off your anchor chain after dark I'm talking boom! Now you're lost and you're stranded Feeling like a pirate, letting off like a cannon Feeling like Poseidon, swim across the Atlantic Wishing I was chilling in an underwater palace in Atlantis Sipping gin and tonic Smoking hydroponic chronic Everybody singing "I got 5 on it!" But I'm not, I'm hungry and I'm trying to eat Wet you up for your sand dollars and your seaweed Water glock, bustin' off aquatic torpedoes Let 'em go, reload Treat emcees like mosquitoes Sink or swim, try staying afloat But there'll always be a badfish rocking the boat I'm going overboard, but I aint walking the plank Ganna keep doing me and give a fuck what you think Because I got no time for a Waterfiend We about to go deep like a submarine But I don't need a man made machine to descend I just grew gills and a couple of fins Call me Dan.d the amphibious Treat beats like fish the way that we fillet this Quick to extinguish your flame if you're scorching Yelling 'en garde' in the face of a swordfish Drinking at the bottom of the Marianas Trench Looking real fresh 'cuz I just found a treasure chest Hold up I'm not done I got a weapon in my head, bust off shots Push me to the edge, never ganna drop Go until I'm dead, I aint ever ganna stop I can hear time ticking on the clock Eh yo I got a weapon in my head, bust off shots Push me to the edge, I aint ever ganna drop Go until I'm dead, I aint ever ganna stop I can hear time ticking on the clock Water glock in my garage with no bodies New personal best, 4 months past attended no parties Making personal changes, maintaining connection My life was past due for inspection Went and corrected a few long term investments Microphone propeller, my mind is a weapon Never taking second or third place My worst trait: Letting any one of you slime buckets affect the way I live my life or operate I had it locked away for a minute Opened up a storm drain Step away homie you don't wanna get caught up in it Yo is it just a matter of fact 'Do the Hoodoo Mob really hold it down like that?' Well step back or get your nose thrown thru the pavement If you're imitating This is a Hoodoo Mafia demonstration Mutherfucker

You can try and take my mic but you will never disarm me Find me in the Queen City chillin' with Quazy Fakes tryna ride the wave like a tsunami Dropping more bombs than the U.S. army You could never harm me, even if you harm me I'll climb up out of my grave, like a zombie A fan of Black Eyed Peas not edamame beans Wassup b? Two creams in my coffee But it don't stop there Keep ya feet moving like a real estate fair Going up like a sail in a windstorm True funk synth lord, new funk Sith lord I take time so I can give more Mind of a giant on a kids floor, 64 IntendoNay, 'till the day I send away Pay to kill ourselves so we can live more Real shit The who? Hoodoo jam out for you The how? 'Cuz we got funky style The where? Anywhere that you care to dance The when? Right now get up off your ass "Yo Muthafucka! That was RJ Coming to your village with a couple AK's!" So you better make way for the Mafia Like a runaway train, you aint stopping us I'm monstrous, sorta like a monster truck Come rock with us, doing it from dawn 'till dusk Luca5's getting busy when he chops shit up I suggest you throw away the key and lock me up Come on But it don't stop there Keep the city rocking like my Grandma's chair Got a pot full of broth and blue zest Who's next? Here to put ya to the true test "Put ya boots on!" You don't wanna step on what I send ya Thorns galore, a concord of foreign character Keep watch, I think they might be onto us Thinking back to Fernie, mourning rides in the gondola The who? Hoodoo jam out for you The how? 'Cuz we got funky style The where? Anywhere that you care to dance The when? Right now get up off your ass Who ever said that this life was easy I'm proof of purchase without the receipt Go and ask my brother if you don't believe me Had to sober up just to write this EP One day ima do it, ima move to B.C. Filling up the glock with a litre of Fiji My dude plays the blues really crude and greasy Peace to all the people who copped a CD