Recipe! - Jean Deaux

Here I go again, I am never finished

You know I’m a writer like the high percentage

This that Mortal Kombat I might catch you in the sixth dimension

Then we sobbing in my sleep 'cause I know you listenin'

I travel for my Venus then get back to Venice

You wearing out yo confidence you really timid

I could bleed if necessary but you know I’m never switchin' up Bitch if you

walkin' up to me, you gon' leave here limpin'

And I got some homies out like incisions

If you take away the Mersenne’s n you could see the difference

Pour me up this sugar water they can keep the lemons

I can give it all up for the fruit baby then give me lemons

No I cannot stop it, too excited I get

Twisted up on this bih, -tcha is nice on my

Send that bank deposit, she so ah she stay it

, skip the dice and ya six

I think we got the recipe

It’s my destiny now they won’t be next to me

Upper echelon, pull up lookin' righteous see see see see see see see see see my

god

I think we got the recipe

No, in fact but I’m still gon' stick and see

Comin' up on vines, now they movin' extra-ly ly ly ly yuh

Ly ly ly ly ly

He know it’s home grown packin' from changin' it’s tone

I’m on this moonstone wear me out I’m Miss Cologne

A cool killa make a nigga change his timezone

I’m thread strong but no ties do not get me wrong

Oh god, heard I got the recipe uh huh

I could make a anti-nigga rest in peace

I heard they be selling drinks, while they purse out melodies (oh no) Don’t let

them trick you with caucasian subtleties

A real nigga put me on my Q’s and P’s

Pop quiz tell 'em text me is you in, I’m these rappers influence

So competing is useless, I like rap, orange, rhymes, whips, sicker than mucus

And a cool Kim Possible don’t know where my Rufus (Ha)

And they can’t fuck wit' me so I guess you hoes is stuck with me

I been gone for a minute now these hoes done got relieved (D-ha)

I think we got the recipe

It’s my destiny now they won’t be next to me

Upper echelon, pull up lookin' righteous see see see see see see see see see my

god

I think we got the recipe

No, in fact but I’m still gon' stick and see

Comin' up on vines, now they movin' extra-ly ly ly ly

Ly ly ly ly ly