Slow Blues (Explicit)

Slow Blues (Explicit) - Cannibal Ox/Byata/Timbo King/Prodigal Sunn/Vast Aire

Yeah get my voice get the clarity Sunzini the flame

Let me drop a little something hot what yeah

Yo turn my vocals up son yeah turn my voice up

Brooklyn bo king yeah all my Russians come on

I gotta pull out the guitar on this one

I'm vast aire I'm like ali better yet Joe Louis

I will push my hands through you I don't need bullets

Show me the signal let's flow

I be outside with 30 niggas ready to go

We shine when we rhyme so I'm ready to glow

I liked to helm shows I'm ready to sow

Pass me the needle you get the cloth

Kunta'll get the thread and we'll all break bread

This is the true birth of a prince

When I die this song will be a footprint

I be back with the essence in an instant

I heard about Ason and burnt an incense

Life's ill don't get it pretzled

I can't show you but I'll leave a stencil

I'm talking about what matters not figures

I'm pointing at the moon and you looking at my finger

Come correct me and I really give a f**k

Who won't accept me you see

I gotta do this for the underground broke it down

Coney isle bk to uptown yeah they gonna know me now

I'm up in the kitchen cooking up some hot sh*t

Ask your boy raekwon he gonna tell you how I spit

Yeah byata live it it's a hustle every day

I'm on the grind try'nna see this milion' kay vay

But I stay shining catch me when I'm up in the scene

Rocking the cell plus roots now your delf ya silk screens

Yeah gorilla style don't make me have to wild out

With the surrealer for realer clap you and come tell bout

Making moves paying dues on the evening news

The Russian lifestyle b**ches we let them lose

Til I get open and I'm nasty with the sixteen

They don't even know what's coming

Til them got them rubbing off the rooster

Chick from c I to brighten beach yea we Russian sick

What yeah we Russian sick uh yeah the chick is sick

I'm young Abraham in front of the projects puffing

If I honor myself then my honor is nothing

Even a spirit of evil in the veins of a junkie

Pay peanuts and you get monkeys

Honkey see honkey do yeah yacub the foul serpent

Amongst crack dealers street merchants bo king

Yeah flows from out of my mouth

Up north down south yeah I'm never without

Extra heat on some black burner semi assault

Buccaneer yeah I'm bucking near holes in your port

Cuz you ain't bustin' nothing that's studio edits

Who doing the shooting your engineer get all the credit

So while you busting shots in a four hour session

I'll be aiming at cops in the name of oppression

Mack one to the second power clap off end

I can hit anything up close or far away

Spray lead at the governor's head cuz he don't wanna

Break bread with the slaves that never been fed

One for my son's money two for the show

Three I gets busy four I'm out the door bro

Five the click get live the sunn don't die

Blaze that haze in the east that purple gush on the westside

Tech vests with the metal slides from rebel bedstuy

I do or die high and on the ride

This revolution will be televised through mics I'm mesmerized

Sight spies small fries living lies

Destined to flame will get you blowned out the f**king frame

I don't bang but I will let that evil reign

Never catch me tucking the chain I'm gutter grain

That's word to mutha main sustained in this f**king game

Yeah he shines like aluminum foil make the mic boil

Ladies and gentleman introducing I'm loyal

Blood lines royal hood raised never spoiled

I'm quick to bury a snake Jake breathe the soil

Twist that backwood berry croyal

Taste the green as it broil and watch it burn like oil

That independent who stays major rule one about my paper

It all started on the block with small cash capers

A force of nature my moms and pops ain't no glass makers

And if I see you on some sh*t I'm a fair shaker

I let it out like Sharon Vegas serving traitors

Y'all niggas now I shine across the equator