"Christ Conscious" lyrics
Mother—
Mother—
Sucker
Yeah
Oh, this is what you want, huh?
Dmm—dmm, dmm, dmm, dm-dmm, dmm
Dmm—dmm, dmm, dmm, dm-dmm, dmm
Dmm—dmm, dmm, dmm, dm-dmm, dmm
Microphone-checker (Checker, checker, checker, checker)
Yo, yo, yo
Ugh! Motherfuckin' microphone checker
Keep that grip tight, like my Smith & Wesson
Ike with the mic, which nigga tryna turn up?
Hit you with the hurtful fuckin' truth like Sojourner
Motherfuckin' microphone eater
Spittin' hot shit, hit ya dome with the heater
Wouldn't want to be you, dish lyrical fajitas
Got dragon balls like my name was Vegeta
Motherfuckin' super-duper swankin'
Niggas still hatin', pigs want him for the bacon
Take 'em to the slaughterhouse, say we 'bout to order out
Tell 'em we the badass motherfuckers that they heard about
Yes, I guess the word is out, we comin' for the top dollar
Top rottweiler, since I popped my collar
Niggas say they hittas, they ain't ever shot nada
Me? I'd rather not snitch up on my own problems
'Cause I'm a microphone killer
'Specially when my head is gone off the liquor
Specially educated, heavily medicated
Give me that beat, and I'll put you next to Dilla (My nigga)
Flow sweeter than vanilla
Tell these haters "Beat it," can't Jackson—Thriller
I'm the nigga that you see when you're in the mirror
Say my name five times, this what I deliver
This a motherfuckin' nuke that I'm droppin'
The world in my pocket, kick you out your continent
Always drop hot shit, Toroidal flow keep constant
And I won't stop 'til I reach Christ Conscious, nigga
(Nigga, nigga, nigga...)
Dmm—dmm, dmm, dmm, dm-dmm, dmm
Dmm—dmm, dmm, dmm, dm-dmm, dmm (Yeah)
Dmm—dmm, dmm, dmm, dm-dmm, dmm (yeah)
Dmm—dmm, dmm, dmm, dm-dmm, dmm
Which one of y'all niggas really want it with me?
None of y'all niggas
Fuck outta here
Beast coast, nigga
Pro Era in your area
This a motherfuckin' nuke that I'm droppin'
The world in my pocket, kick you out your continent
Always drop hot shit, Toroidal flow keep constant
And I won't stop 'til I reach Christ Conscious, nigga
Dmm—dmm, dmm, dmm, dm-dmm, dmm
Niggas know—niggas, niggas, niggas know
Mother—
Sucker
Yeah
Oh, this is what you want, huh?
Dmm—dmm, dmm, dmm, dm-dmm, dmm
Dmm—dmm, dmm, dmm, dm-dmm, dmm
Dmm—dmm, dmm, dmm, dm-dmm, dmm
Microphone-checker (Checker, checker, checker, checker)
Yo, yo, yo
Ugh! Motherfuckin' microphone checker
Keep that grip tight, like my Smith & Wesson
Ike with the mic, which nigga tryna turn up?
Hit you with the hurtful fuckin' truth like Sojourner
Motherfuckin' microphone eater
Spittin' hot shit, hit ya dome with the heater
Wouldn't want to be you, dish lyrical fajitas
Got dragon balls like my name was Vegeta
Motherfuckin' super-duper swankin'
Niggas still hatin', pigs want him for the bacon
Take 'em to the slaughterhouse, say we 'bout to order out
Tell 'em we the badass motherfuckers that they heard about
Yes, I guess the word is out, we comin' for the top dollar
Top rottweiler, since I popped my collar
Niggas say they hittas, they ain't ever shot nada
Me? I'd rather not snitch up on my own problems
'Cause I'm a microphone killer
'Specially when my head is gone off the liquor
Specially educated, heavily medicated
Give me that beat, and I'll put you next to Dilla (My nigga)
Flow sweeter than vanilla
Tell these haters "Beat it," can't Jackson—Thriller
I'm the nigga that you see when you're in the mirror
Say my name five times, this what I deliver
This a motherfuckin' nuke that I'm droppin'
The world in my pocket, kick you out your continent
Always drop hot shit, Toroidal flow keep constant
And I won't stop 'til I reach Christ Conscious, nigga
(Nigga, nigga, nigga...)
Dmm—dmm, dmm, dmm, dm-dmm, dmm
Dmm—dmm, dmm, dmm, dm-dmm, dmm (Yeah)
Dmm—dmm, dmm, dmm, dm-dmm, dmm (yeah)
Dmm—dmm, dmm, dmm, dm-dmm, dmm
Which one of y'all niggas really want it with me?
None of y'all niggas
Fuck outta here
Beast coast, nigga
Pro Era in your area
This a motherfuckin' nuke that I'm droppin'
The world in my pocket, kick you out your continent
Always drop hot shit, Toroidal flow keep constant
And I won't stop 'til I reach Christ Conscious, nigga
Dmm—dmm, dmm, dmm, dm-dmm, dmm
Niggas know—niggas, niggas, niggas know
Writer(s): Elvis Costello, Jo Vaughn Virginie, Enrico Simonetti, Gerald Gauthier, G. Cinquetti
