Hare Krishna Hare Ram
Kailash Jena
Bones of Osiris Solar powered airplane Following the daylight Never have to say night Never have to see dark Hoping I can stay bright Never ending theme park Noah got the winged ark Floating like a free hawk Motion to the epoch Quoting out the Enoch Social with the griots Yoga at tea the shop Older than the Pequots Soldier was the Ewoks Vulcan at your weak spot Open up the key locks Kobe with the 3 shot Postering a Divac Holster when I need glock Bolting when I see cops If I'm the animal who standing over me in green socks Hopefully I meet Pac Free not, everybody gotta pay to live Laws were created by some racist pigs You could never own a planet but he made it his Then he stripped the languages from my Native lips But I guess it's just the way it is If you make a man hungry he take greater risks I would break into your crib just to raid your fridge If I bear hug a bear I could break his ribs I could never be a slave to this Even though we on the plantation where satan lives He don't even got no clothes in his closet Just fabric, a sewing machine and a little Asian kid Bitch I'm bad to the bone Bad to the motherfucking bone Bitch I'm bad to the motherfucking Bitch I'm bad to the bone Never had a dad in my home I got everything I have on my own Cause I'm Black and I'm grown And I'm bad to the bone And I'm bad to the motherfucking bone Bitch I'm bad to the bone Never had a dad in my home I got everything I have on my own Shepard of the lambs and they all gini Attached to the bottle like a lost genie Fly like a seagull in a beanie I can feel it in the air like a Lear' as I soared freely Can the Lord see me If my eyes are windshields to my soul my song is long squeegee Beyond 3D, psychic went blind trying to palm read me Jack you in public you all Peewee I'm a addict but I'm functional A habit's only bad if you ain't punctual Only in the midst of chaos am I comfortable Religion works cause human beings are gullible Talking business, have a brunch with you Talking metaphysics, smoke a blunt with you Talking to some women, I'ma fuck a few But if you talk about my mama then I'm snuffing you I hear the beat and I just mumble through I'm mumbling now I'm just eloquent as Huxtables If you're not as smart as me I'm dumb to you My favorite color's the number W I'll never call another man a boss Rocks are only hard cause your hands are soft Never had a father or a Santa Claus If I see a reindeer I'll rip his antlers off Bitch I'm bad to the bone Bad to the motherfucking bone Bitch I'm bad to the motherfucking Bitch I'm bad to the bone Never had a dad in my home I got everything I have on my own Cause I'm Black and I'm grown And I'm bad to the bone And I'm bad to the motherfucking bone Bitch I'm bad to the bone Never had a dad in my home I got everything I have on my own