Shaka Zulu - Cambatta

Looking at myself, I see the man, nigga I'mma call it like I say it, I'mma call your bitch May nigga Hold up this is not to entertain niggas I got held up at the light reaching for my switchblade, nigga Poppers on a Spanish with the gauge, nigga If I tell you that the babysitter's dead, don't play, nigga Reach inside your pockets, dial H, nigga If you need help with pressure, don't drive this way, nigga You know I got schizophrenic tendencies I dream of porn stars and pouring gas on my enemies If I get a check, I'm not the vet I'm a dawg ass nigga looking for a hot bitch Shaka Zulu with the new do with the TEC This is not a purchase, everyday life shit I've been praying for your downfall, man But all I see is bad bitches coming down the hill, damn Shaka Zulu new do with the TEC Don't tell anybody that the babysitter's dead And I heard it from a birdie, it was dead How'd they bring you back to life? That's a start resurrect She bowed to her knees, want forgiveness But all I could think about was coming out of speakers She a fun girl living on the edge Poppa ran a hedge fund, all his daughter do is give head Said he had it up to head and neck Don't you point the thing at me, it could go off offside your head Temple to the brain, now he dead That's a life learned lesson, never stress over bullshit Wasn't even her why he did it But he found his wife with his daughter's boyfriend, nigga damn That's some fucked shit over sex These bitches overrated and I judge 'em like "who next?" Temple to the brain from the TEC Don't you tell anybody that the babysitter's dead And I heard it from a birdie, it was dead How'd they bring you back to life? That's a start resurrect, nigga Shaka Zulu new do with the TEC Don't you tell anybody that the babysitter's dead And I heard it from a birdie, it was dead How'd they bring you back to life? That's a start resurrect, nigga Six weeks, had to vacate Ain't a resident in sight, just a beach, making sex tapes Sure, say the shit to my face She gon' get me off, nigga, like bug spray Bitches all fake and fanatics, causing ruckus with a ratchet Don't you put that on your loved ones, you are not my level pattern This is Pacquiao and [?] like a Flintstone On a roll, full of ashes, we just run you, this the legion Zulu, it's all gone Zulu, forever perished Ten bedrooms in the palace But your Playboy bunny's ears full of carrots, I told y'all Shaka Zulu new do with the TEC Don't you tell anybody that the babysitter's dead And I heard it from a birdie, it was dead How'd they bring you back to life? That's a start resurrect, nigga Temple to the brain from the TEC Don't you tell anybody that the babysitter's dead And I heard it from a birdie, it was dead How'd they bring you back to life? That's a start resurrect, nigga Temple to the brain from the TEC I go temple to the brain from the TEC Don't you tell anybody that the babysitter's dead, nigga Glory be, lord to be Fashion so fucking unorderly Move accordingly, don't order me You poorer than me, more can afford the fee Word to Meek, 100 in the dungarees Who claim the game, we're young living like Meek Click on the tee, Lord of Rings, you order me Theatric fairytale's become extinct Fuck the peace, I put a piece on my neck 'Bout the size of a Complex magazine I'm not for sale, I bought your dreams Leonardo DaVinci, the Bentley boost my self-esteem Bitches cling like the chain already been doing the same thing I mean this gold [?] I'm tryna bob and weave, why you chasing me? I'm on my victory lap, can't you see? Temple to the brain from the TEC Don't you tell anybody that the babysitter's dead, nigga I go temple to the brain from the TEC Don't you tell anybody that the babysitter's dead, nigga

I've never seen it hit anybody quite as hard as it hit me but I was transformed It was then and I will say it still is now; it is pure 100% magic! It's not a drug, it's an event It's not something that you do; it's something that happens to you People come out of it saying, what happened? What is DMT?! Dimensional Mind Travel, the Devil Might Trap you It used to be a Dogon Mapping Tool How the Dark Man Thrived, Deceptive Manipulation of Time It's a Dope Magic Telescope The Doorway to Many Things So I Do Major Tokes 'til I Damage My Throat I'm a Dead Man Talking that Died Maybe Twice From a gram not your Dad Mother's Type Get my Damn Music Tight 'fore I Dial My Troups And we Demonstrate Melee Tonight And I Don't Make Truces I'm just my Doing My Thing I Decide what My Truth is Dependent on Melodic Tones Descendant of the Mayan Throne Digging Meticulously for Treasure Hoping I Define my Texture I hope you Don't Mind Tripping I hope you Don't Mind Tripping Distorted Minutes keep Ticking Self Dribbling Machines are Terrific Divide, Multiply, Transition Digital, Molecular, Transmission Destroy, Manifest, Transform Daredevil, Magneto, and Thor DMT's a Deep Maturity Test Designed by Decoders of the Moorish Text I Dance so Majestic in the Twilight I'm DMT laced, Drinking Mai Tai's DMT's a Divine Movie Trailer Directed by David Michael Taylor The life story of the Drug Mike Tyson It's Depiction of Melancholy's Timeless Starring Denzel, Morgan, and Tyrese Definitive Melanin Trinity I like to Dose Morphine Topically I can disprove Darwin's Main Theology Discreet Marijuana Technician Daddy and Mommy's Tradition Disastrous Mental Typhoon Diabolical, Monopolizing Tycoon Life is just Difficult Matrix Training Minus the Dojo and Morpheus to Train with Only Delusional Men are Thugs DMT, I Distribute a Metric Ton The Dependable, Metaphysical Translator That'll Definitely Motivate a Trance later Delirious, Mysterious Therapist I'm a Dictator, I Manuevor so Tyrannous Dominate and Monetize the Trivial Worth 'bout Double Maybe Triple you Deca Means Ten like a Dozen Minus Two And real Doesn't Mean True