#kualeideia (feat. Ghetto Supastars) - Elji Beatzkilla

Honorable C.N.O.T.E Yeah, yeah Buddha Bless this beat Yeah, yeah (yeah) Yeah, yeah (yeah) Yeah, yeah (yeah) Yeah, yeah (yeah) Superstars, superstars, superstars out Brand new cars (skrrt), we buy the bar now Swang doors now (skrrt), fuck on hoes now (smash) Tats and golds (tats), rock the shows, uh Big bank rolls (cash!), now she go, uh For the team, uh (woo) Now she wet, don't ski (splash!) Thinkin' 'bout postin' her on the 'Gram, and delete her (delete it!) Whole gang in the field, we don't do bleachers (uh) Pockets lettuce, uh Bitch, don't think I'm ready, uh uh You got that swag (drip!) You got that sauce then sell it, uh uh Free my niggas, cash 'em out we bailin' (free) Saw my teacher, I was the same student, failin' Now I got a lawyer, straight cash, no settlement I'm out my element, out my, out my element (woo!) My niggas the same, don't need no clout, no fame (no clout, no clout) Bought the gang, all brand new chains (ice, ice) Swerve the lane, call the group "the gang" (gang, gang) Whip that thing, then she give me brain (ooh, yeah) Them boys fool you tryna do it, bring the toolies out (try and do it) Niggas don't want no smoke, they pull up with they coochies out It's times three, it's times three, that's how it goes (three-way, yeah) Park a million dollars at the bando (skrrt, skrrt) We gon' make 'em eat that dope until we go (eat it up, eat it up) Rich niggas straight to the top floor (top) On more PJs than Pablo Wrist like water go to Cabo Cash in the walls, hollow (cash) Your money too small, micro (woo) Huncho on the call, gotta reload (reload) Yeah, yeah (yeah) Yeah, yeah (yeah) Yeah, yeah (yeah) Yeah, yeah Superstars, superstars, superstars out Brand new cars (skrrt), we buy the bar now Swang doors now (skrrt), fuck on hoes now (smash) Tats and golds (tats), rock the shows, uh Big bank rolls (cash!), now she go, uh For the team, uh (woo) Now she wet, don't ski (splash!) Thinkin' 'bout postin' her on the 'Gram, and delete her (delete it!) Whole gang in the field, we don't do bleachers (uh) Thinkin' 'bout postin' her on the 'Gram, and delete her (delete it!) Whole gang in the field, we don't do bleachers (uh) Ice the gang (ice), had to ice the gang (ice) So much ice (too much), had to ice the lane (whew) Freeze to death (freeze), had to freeze the lane (freeze) Camera phone, Scarface, Al Capone (Al Capone) Turn your lights off, nigga, we've been on (been on) Came from my block and growed up, guess I'm homegrown (Homegrown) Well known, cookie, that is my cologne (cookie, cookie) I put my wrist inside the freezer, came out froze (ice, ice) I put my heart inside this shit 'cause I was chose (heart, chose) I put my heart inside and only God knows (God knows) Get a Kleenex for that baby, wipe his nose (I wiped his nose) What's a leg? We shootin' heads 'til they explode (reload) Yeah, yeah (yeah) Yeah, yeah (yeah) Yeah, yeah (yeah) Yeah, yeah Superstars, superstars, superstars out Brand new cars (skrrt), we buy the bar now Swang doors now (skrrt), fuck on hoes now (smash) Tats and golds (tats), rock the shows, uh Big bank rolls (cash!), now she go, uh For the team, uh (woo) Now she wet, don't ski (splash!) Thinkin' 'bout postin' her on the 'Gram, and delete her (delete it!) Whole gang in the field, we don't do bleachers (uh) Thinkin' 'bout postin' her on the 'Gram, and delete her (delete it!) Whole gang in the field, we don't do bleachers (uh) Woo! Woo! Woo! Woo! Woo! Offset! Wraith with the stars out (Wraith) Trappin' out the boarded house (hey) The bricks get deported out (deported) Niggas grouped out for a shout Marvin the Martian (Martian), I'ma put your brain up for auction (brrt) Precede with caution (caution), skeleton AP is frosted (skeleton) I sit back and read the offense (read), my ho is addicted to faucets (woo) Chanel bag is ostrich (Chanel), stay down, come up in the process (Stay down) Hey, private jet, yeah, thotty wanna fuck the same sex, yeah Diamond mill' mill', yeah, I'ma keep the bitch on welfare (woo, woo) The pink stone real rare (rare), bling bling blaow, yeah (bling bling) Mama got style, yeah (style), Chanel reptile, player (hey) Geeked on Mars, gotta give the grace up to God (grace to God) Three rockstars, nobody seein' the gang, on God (God) Yeah, yeah (yeah) Yeah, yeah (yeah) Yeah, yeah (yeah) Yeah, yeah Superstars, superstars, superstars out Brand new cars (skrrt), we buy the bar now Swang doors now (skrrt), fuck on hoes now (smash) Tats and golds (tats), rock the shows, uh Big bank rolls (cash!), now she go, uh For the team, uh (woo) Now she wet, don't ski (splash!) Thinkin' 'bout postin' her on the 'Gram, and delete her (delete it!) Whole gang in the field, we don't do bleachers (uh) Thinkin' 'bout postin' her on the 'Gram, and delete her (delete it!) Whole gang in the field, we don't do bleachers (uh)

Anjaani raahon mein dhoond raha tha Nayi manzil ka pata Sab kehete the vahaan jaana nahi Par mera dil maana naa kabhi. Paas aajaao Ud jaae hum dur banke hawa hawa hawa Saath chale sapno mein banke hawa hawa hawa Aasamaan mein jhoome hum banke hawa hawa hawa Yahaan vahaan. Ab koi rokna sake Ab yeh pankh hai khule Karenge voh jo dil kahe Kahenge voh jo dil kahe Karenge voh jo dil kahe. Paas aajaao Ud jaae hum dur banke hawa hawa hawa Saath chale sapno mein banke hawa hawa hawa Aasamaan mein jhoome hum banke hawa hawa hawa Yahaan vahaan. Hawa hawa hawa hawa.

Ghetto, ghetto Oh, I've been, I've been praying for you Hallelujah It is easy as 1, 2, 3 I wanna be what's on TV And if that's wrong, please don't blame me 'Cause where I live we have nothing In the ghetto, ghetto, ghetto In the ghetto, ghetto, ghetto Little kids growing up without no education Mom's on drugs, 'cause that's her only medication Nobody's home, but they ain't on a vacation But they left the kids alone watching the T.V. station What's wrong with the picture, please, someone give me the answers They be wondering why the girls grow up to be dancers Then we wonder why the boys grow up to be dealers And they be angry at the whole world ready to kill us Aye, after we start to resolve the whole problems How we let our little children just turn into goblins Why we got them all killing and stealing and robbing We need to plan a little seed to prevent the mobbing Why don't we teach them that science to reach for the stars? 'Cause they can be defiant with a future worse than ours Don't want them looking in the past and covering scars They need a path out the ghetto, ghetto, hello It is easy as 1, 2, 3 I wanna be what's on TV And if that's wrong, please don't blame me 'Cause where I live we have nothing In the ghetto, ghetto, ghetto In the ghetto, ghetto, ghetto Little boy had a dream of being a ball player 'His little homie wanna grow to be a rhyme slayer Little missy wanna grow to be a model While the momma at home just drinking on the bottle Aye, how come little one to grow and be a councilman? Senator or governor, a mayor politician Probably 'cause the politicians keep tricking 'em Promise that they fixing it but they ain't really fixing it Aye, that's why they want to be like me Like Jigga like B and Nicky and Ri Every day in the ghettos is an emergency But the powers that be don't emerge and seek That's why you see killing, that's why you see crimes That's why you see the homies in the prison doing time That's why you see crack, that's why you see blacks trap With no access out the ghetto, ghetto It is easy as 1, 2, 3 I wanna be what's on TV And if that's wrong, please don't blame me 'Cause where I live we have nothing In the ghetto, ghetto, ghetto In the ghetto, ghetto, ghetto It is easy as 1, 2, 3 I wanna be what's on TV And if that's wrong, please don't blame me 'Cause where I live we have nothing In the ghetto, ghetto, ghetto In the ghetto, ghetto, ghetto Ghetto, ghetto Oh Lord, I've been, I've been praying for you Hallelujah, Lord save these children

That's when you know a group is hip Is when your parents say What is it with the hippy, the hip, hip, hippy glows? And you can't understand a word they are sayin' Back on up, back on up, oh yeah, back on up Back on up, back on up, oh yeah, back on up Back on up, back on up, oh yeah, back on up Back on up, back on up, oh yeah, back on up Oh yeah, back on up Make room, 'cause we about to start swelling Catching attitude, get buck sweat it up And really lose cool, it's what we been commissioned to do So back on up and give me room, we gotta keep makin' moves My long range aim is dedicated to change Persist to twist brains with rhymes, only God can explain Attain divine intervention if your attentions arrested Imprisoned and in position to listen to lessons given Gotta make moves steadily, heavily bruising these dudes We got the gift, but abuse tools misleading these youths see My birthright is light in the darkness of night To lead the lost paying the price of sacrificing my life I've been sittin' and contemplating waiting anxiously peeking Perception of these releases embracing the deeper reasons Of timing and perfect season believing this thing is bigger Than faces and sound scan reaching for the completion Of purpose in promised land watchin' behind the curtain For certain the game is hurtin' looking for some solution Searchin' for revolution like music is the conclusion Refusing to look at life a livin' for forward movement Make room, 'cause we about to start swelling Catching attitude, get buck sweat it up And really lose cool, it's what we been commissioned to do So back on up and give me room, we gotta keep makin' moves Make room, 'cause we about to start swelling Catching attitude, get buck sweat it up And really lose cool, it's what we been commissioned to do So back on up and give me room, we gotta keep makin' moves Move cowards, move all you cowards move Move cowards, move all you cowards move Move cowards, move all you cowards move He scared, she scared and if you scared then move Oh God, don't let me act up, I feel a fit comin' on My conniption's, my conviction's reaction to what's goin' on My rebuttal's far from subtle, take you there just like a shuttle Gather round the huddle embrace the pace I spit at give it a kiss and cuddle Boy what's that there you sayin'? I'm tight like the shorts that men look gay in Oh Lordy, you don' said too much My slightest touch is a cobra clutch Let it be known, we are the epitomy of strange and bizarre Switchin' up and change our repertoire Come discover who we are, wreaking havoc on Satan's mavericks Through a labyrinth filled with nooks and crannies An elite group called the factors We like the X-Men so uncanny, imagine looking Up seeing the plastered ceiling cracking, it ain't because We broke, we lost our minds for God provoked and crazy actin' Make room, 'cause we about to start swelling Catching attitude, get buck sweat it up And really lose cool, it's what we been commissioned to do So back on up and give me room, we gotta keep makin' moves Make room, 'cause we about to start swelling Catching attitude, get buck sweat it up And really lose cool, it's what we been commissioned to do So back on up and give me room, we gotta keep makin' moves Make room, 'cause we about to start swelling Catching attitude, get buck sweat it up And really lose cool, it's what we been commissioned to do So back on up and give me room, we gotta keep makin' moves Make room, 'cause we about to start swelling Catching attitude, get buck sweat it up And really lose cool, its' what we been commissioned to do So back on up and give me room, we gotta keep makin' moves The beat is so crazy