Speakin’ w/o Breathin’

Vocals and Lyrics: RA Scion
DR 202 Programming: RA Scion
Produced by: Solar and RA Scion
Run Time: 4:58:50

Charge or plug in this weapon of mass destruction
Lyrically rippin’ – flippin’ ‘em with shots I be lickin’
They bent back – economy size to ten-packs
No frontin’ – check it the red coats are comin’
Thievin’ – son run ya mic – then leavin’
Half-up the stash in an orderly fash
It’s fully automatic – the way the addicts wanna grab it
Double clutch – shift – down-thrust – who wanna touch?
Solid steel – ice cold to the feel
Pressed up against ya gut – so NOW WHAT?
Talk smack and – get ya left eye blackened
Attack you from the back when you act like that
I pack a 4 pound with omni-directional sound
Set to pull it – yo – who’s number one with a bullet?
Set it off – gas down ya uptown loft and then
Spit fire – disconnect ya ground wire
You see that? Attackin’ the track with mad feedback
God status – sprinklin’ ashes on the fascist
Black flag – contain snakes in black bags
Fuck a Navigator – plottin’ my path with a calculator
I wanna see decimal points shift
Until my piece increase from 1/3 to 4/5
You’ll get some – delicately I dust ya tongue
Stick it out – you ‘bout to feel ya mouth go numb…

“Now you said all that to say WHAT? Money, money…????"

They disbelievin’ – we speakin’ w/o breathin’
Solicitate words w/o meanin’
Cash, drugs and sex triple teamin’ the tracks and leavin voids
In spots where cops used to be employed
Lick off shots and rep ya block – wet the blacktop
Rock that Gloc out the stash box – BLOW
You wanna test the influence of the hook?
Start tellin’ kids to read books…

Doublin’ back inside the cabbage patch – they perspirate when the heat flash
We sell lemonade for $6.50
Cash back? I’ll demagnetize ya strip
Base logic, yo – they got clips that spit swiftly
Butta soft suede Timberland coat soaks it like a Bounty
When they lickin’ atcha ’94 County
Hunter green paint on the wheels match the body
And compliment the burgundy Ducati
Smokin’ Yokohamas in my Tommy Bahamas – as long as I’m alive
I’mma dramatize and compromise if it qualifies as “sellable"
I’ll advertise in every syllable
I’m on this shit ‘cause sponsorship is critical
Delegate tasks to Donna Karan – hold my calls - I’m lunchin’ with Kelly Gray
She laced my Kool-Aid with Alize
Sixth floor of Bergdorf, son – tearin’ it up
$180 on my boxer shorts, but don’t touch
9 East 57th – you’re in heaven with my Master Card
Baby need a new pair of Tod’s, too – I’m onto you
You wanna play hard? Let’s do Rene Lezard
Gucci’s overrated anyway – it’s all about Lida Baday
The modern day Eric Estrada rockin’ Escada – Poncherello
Dior j’ador – the portabello shaped
Hourglass gold bottle – my role models grace the
D&G ads, yo – we’re million dollar slummin’
High class in Puma velour – bowlin’ with Sophie
Paris Hilton up in lane 4 – act like you know me
Causin’ reaction like I’m Kenneth Cole
See my Cavalli’s fallin over the top – I move slow
Norma Kamali bikini body hardly Stella McCartney
Polly up on Galliano in Armani’s condo
The head honcho…

All lyrics and music © RA Scion 2004