' elbows. You wanna holla, you can do the rebel yell bro. I'm not concerned, When will y'all learn. Roots Crew muthafuckas, It's the Grand Return. The
I-65, Nappy an' company Vertical grills on the Cadillac, we so real Skinny Deville, return like a bat out of Hell Hell, don't ya think Nappy Roots comin
and the stars Never to rise again Whores and angels flee as Babylon burns Summoned into the void never to return As the waters rise the grand leveler
down I-65 nappy and company (vertical grills) on the cadilac we so real skinny deville return like a bat out of hell hell dont ya think nappy roots comin
by the red, the black, and the green, with a key, sissssiiiiieeeeeeeees!" "Huh!" [Brother J:] Abracadabra, Allah baby, professor, All hail Funkin' Lesson, Sweet tongue, grand
the stars Never to rise again Whores and Angels flee As Babylon burns Summoned into the void Never to return As the waters rise The grand leveller
the oceans of sand The journey ends back to paradise Beyond the mountains far away I?ve returned to where the sun always shine ...to my Grand Utopia
[w/ Cut-Troat Logic] Yo, life's web wants me in debt and tries to collect my breath as ransom in return for my soul's silhouette. How deep does shit
