Hey all, I decided to go ahead and put the brain to pad again on a classic track. Check out 9th Wonder's "Whatever You Say" off of the Wonder Years album. Let the beat vibe as my lyrics just ride:
Hey love, how ya doin?
I see you bobbin ya head, oh yea you steady groovin'
You not movin'
You placid
Catchin' every word I say
Cause I know
That my flow is hotter than acid
I keep it in a beaker
Til I'm comin' thru ya speaker
I'm not a science teacher
But my mind's a lil deeper
I know ya gotta man, but ya labeled as a creeper
And all is lost wit the conjugation of our features
We like free particles, floatin' in space
Pressure's buildin' up, c'mon, lets blow this place
And be radical
Mixing mad science and mathematical
When I'm wit you, I put everything on a sabbatical
This shit is classical
And I'm spittin' for no doe
Folks get a day off, I'm workin' straight through a furlough
We gone be here a while, need a refill on ya Merlot?
To go wit ya Filet [Mignon], but now you say that's a no go
You claim you don't eat animals, why you got on a fur coat?
But I don't judge, just want you to hop in my rowboat
You talkin' bout yachts, but this is all I got
I'm still the same dude, whether king-size or a cot
I'm playin' the 2-spot, like Ray Allen
Drainin' 3's under palm trees on my own island
You was quick to judge, racial profilin'
Thinkin' I went from rags to riches all off freestylin'
I do this fun, got other means for cake
I look for new dwellings, expand in real estate
We could sip martinis
And sit in the seabreeze
It's all imaginable when lookin' out on the lake
And just vision....wishin'
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