Soul Arcade - Maleav

Peaking out the palm tree Eyes like a monkey, man Swinging sticks to this rhythm Eyes red, junky man, jack this fruit Got lucky man, aided up Licked it up It's making me all jumpy, man Funky man It's got me walking on this wave like Jesus had some rhythim Sickening and blinding you like Jesus was a villain Slipping like we froze on sipping syrup from a snorkel Bro tied up like Bow low Now I'm dead like a Dodo, shit One two stepping Tropics we repping, we revvin' Hail Mary, tossing to heaven I reckon this could led in seven sins Maybe some demons like semen travel Through streams, producing funk And get the demon-loving bitches screaming Now we gonna come and take your prize It's not surprising Deja-Vu man I can't describe it Pipeline coming you better ride it Party's popping, you're not invited Tropical hop in there's nothing like Blow it up, Boombox, relax, new rock, new block, crew stock Ship off the dock Flip off the cops with a pair of old socks I'll be Like a postman, in the snow, man I'm cold, man Footsteps they be crunching in the snow like I'm warming up, my passion make me glow like Light pollution all across the globe, my Liquid finger tips, make the cuil quiver quick As I flick my wrist and release my soul I spit Twist a spliff Where my mood below, I do suppose That's the reason eyes be staying redder than a ruby brawl And my thoughts be cloudy Cloudy with the doobie smoke Don't try be us, just be yourself Because we too be spoke Excuse my braggadocio I'm in the zone, man Young exterior with a thousand year old soul, man! Come and stay at my house And you can stay at my house and... Come and get your backpack I'll tell you where's the class at It's Ten thousand hours baby Ten thousand Please don't let me out Cause you gon bring out the animal Please don't let me out Cause you gon bring out the animal Living a lie, claiming you nice Rapping whatever you like These rappers are jokers Wearing loafers You know you bogus Talk about hopeless, I'm voicing progress Feeling important, like my name was Joseph, Moses and err. Yeah it's Young Tay on the scene Always looking fly hella high No I never left but I'm back Feel like Pootie Tang with the belt See me in the snow looking clean With my boots looking dirty And if your girl looking thirsty And if she nice she can get it, say See me swerving in a minivan, see me like See me swerving in a minivan Yeah I stay sky high like peter pan Smashing doors in the way Smashing broads Fashion shows, some magazine Runaway Come and stay at my house And you can stay at my house and... Come and get your backpack I'll tell you where's the class at Ten thousand hours baby Ten thousand Come and rock with us I don't just rap, don't assume genre I don't nap, I'm in till death, won't see me sleeping on ya Pass me in half, no time for no effort Need to wake up and get it bro Bout time to step up! Sexy lady you expensive, mess with you I get fine Wanna validate myself, but you just passing me by On the far side, I see my homies laughing Watch me try hard Can't press start Got no game I'm low life Need your heart And then we get on a sex marathon Tell your man that he messed up Gassed up his sand truck on a tenner blow Bench press! Kook your face lit I turf these waves sit like Jay Adams Got flavours for days and nights On my space Teslas Come and stay at my house And you can stay at my house and... Come and take your backpack I'll tell you where the class at Ten thousand hours baby Ten thousand