"Explicit Material" lyrics
Inspectah Deck, Wu-Tang Clan & CZARFACE Lyrics
That's why I wanted to use that break
Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes
Yes, you do know how we do it
Microphone check, check, check, check
Anybody out there?
Good morning, Vietnam
And dog day afternoon to you
Broadcasting live from the battlefield
Ayy, ayy, ayy
How I'm cooking call me Bobby Flay
Nah, I don't play, I been [?] since in my lobby days
I'm like a modern day Dr. J
Check the stats, you'll be seeing all green on my shot display
Czarface, tell 'em not today
We in the field, real deal, they be gossiping like [?]
I'm on the job working holidays
Big facts, spilling hazmat rap [?]
[?] no facade or mirage
Yeah, my game that nice, they thinking I use mods
'Cause I'm still at large and I'm killing your squad
Voluntary manslaughter and I'm guilty as charged
Call the shots, play dice and cards, like I wrote this in the gym
The way that I be raising the bar, woah
My la-dickda shake up the Shangri-La
Mama-say mama-sa mama-coo-sa
Yo explicit material, yo explicit material
Live in stereo
Pterodactyl flight path, strike fast, might blast
Flow cold, it should be [?] ice baths
My words built to carry weight like a life raft
Your life's trash, your mixtape make me feel like Brady 'cause I hear it then high pass
[?] hold the phone like wine glass, hot glass
Life hack with the mic back, yeah, it's like that
I'm faster than time, that's when I write raps
Nice slacks on the leg, bad dime on the bed
Even though she gluten-free, yeah, I know she want the bread
Something else, shit grimier than Rick on Walking Dead
[?] burning down the house on the [?], shout to Talking Heads
Talks of red, used to kill bars [?]
Yeah, they're still scarred, I still [?]
Esoteric had to link with INS when I'm rhyming
Deck and bars go together like waterfront dining
Yo explicit material, yo explicit material
Live in stereo, feel me
Live in stereo
Live in stereo
Live in stereo
Feel me, feel me
Feel-feel, feel me
Feel-feel, feel me
Feel-feel, feel me
Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes
Yes, you do know how we do it
Microphone check, check, check, check
Anybody out there?
Good morning, Vietnam
And dog day afternoon to you
Broadcasting live from the battlefield
Ayy, ayy, ayy
How I'm cooking call me Bobby Flay
Nah, I don't play, I been [?] since in my lobby days
I'm like a modern day Dr. J
Check the stats, you'll be seeing all green on my shot display
Czarface, tell 'em not today
We in the field, real deal, they be gossiping like [?]
I'm on the job working holidays
Big facts, spilling hazmat rap [?]
[?] no facade or mirage
Yeah, my game that nice, they thinking I use mods
'Cause I'm still at large and I'm killing your squad
Voluntary manslaughter and I'm guilty as charged
Call the shots, play dice and cards, like I wrote this in the gym
The way that I be raising the bar, woah
My la-dickda shake up the Shangri-La
Mama-say mama-sa mama-coo-sa
Yo explicit material, yo explicit material
Live in stereo
Pterodactyl flight path, strike fast, might blast
Flow cold, it should be [?] ice baths
My words built to carry weight like a life raft
Your life's trash, your mixtape make me feel like Brady 'cause I hear it then high pass
[?] hold the phone like wine glass, hot glass
Life hack with the mic back, yeah, it's like that
I'm faster than time, that's when I write raps
Nice slacks on the leg, bad dime on the bed
Even though she gluten-free, yeah, I know she want the bread
Something else, shit grimier than Rick on Walking Dead
[?] burning down the house on the [?], shout to Talking Heads
Talks of red, used to kill bars [?]
Yeah, they're still scarred, I still [?]
Esoteric had to link with INS when I'm rhyming
Deck and bars go together like waterfront dining
Yo explicit material, yo explicit material
Live in stereo, feel me
Live in stereo
Live in stereo
Live in stereo
Feel me, feel me
Feel-feel, feel me
Feel-feel, feel me
Feel-feel, feel me
