Panther Like a Panther (Miracle Mix)

I'll flood the speakers with heat seakers

And keep sneakers cleaner than nunnery pussy evening of Easter

I'll leave my prints on her keester, I suck the clit and release it if it will please her

I'll kneel to her, best believe make a meal of her...

Thank you

(Yes, yes, brilliant)

Told the preacher I love her, he said that God was a lover

I said he really loves her then he would love that we're lovers

I walk around in a bubble, a fucking scoundrel in trouble

In every town, make a rumble, the venue ground into rubble

Give me a ten, and I'll double, I'll split your face like some aces

I got a fragrance I'm wearing called, "I will shit on you basics."

The money wants me to have it, I have a hunger for data

I'm crunching numbers and crack unbreakable safes while I'm at it

I'm doing more than just rapping you have to grant me that dap

When you around where I'm at just know that it is not where you at

I'm not on your map, I'm a mystery to you captains of industry

If the 'matic is missing me automatic, it's victory

Hey!

I'm the shit

Looking at the money like it's mine to get

I'm the shit bitch

Everybody down, throw the pistol and fist

I'm the shit

We looking at the money like it's ours to get

I'm the shit bitch

Everybody lies throw the pistol and fist

We the grimy and gritty, made it the Grammy committees

Got told that we spit it too vicious and would never see victory

And I refuse to play humble as though my dick itty bitty

I got banana dick, your bitch go apeshit if she hit it

Meanwhile, you're too nervous, pervis, that's why you never get service

And me, I caught the preacher's wife workin' 'fore Sunday service

I put my hand up her skirt and then we prayed for purpose

I baptized her in Jesus name, left her shakin' and squirtin'

Ooh, I shocked the Sunday school and did that shit there on purpose

See, I'm a pervert with purpose that make you question your purpose

Run the Jewels'll arrive at arenas, bunch of blood thirsty hyenas

To get revenge on the kingdoms that killed the dreams of the dreamers

Drank alcohol for the demons, sip lean with all of the schemers

You see he groove with the people, move with the mind of a genius

You see, he workin' the angles so he ain't never an angel

They wanna get you to hang him, well give them fuckers a finger

I'm the shit

Looking at the money like it's mine to get

I'm the shit bitch

Everybody down throw the pistol and fist

I'm the shit

We looking at the money like it's ours to get

I'm the shit bitch

Everybody lies throw the pistol and fist

I'm the shit

Welcome to fuckyoupalooze, we bruisin' any who movin'

Who wanna stan' for these douches, you raise a hand and you lose it

I hold the door for old ladies, run into fires and save babies

I went to school in the eighties, taking the train with the crazies

New York, New York is the mothership where I used to smoke dust and shit

Now, I'm crop dustin' fuckers, suck it up and you'll love the shit

No more games, I'm above the shit, butter me up for nothing

I'm taking all of your ducats 'cause I can call when you're bluffing

Who thought the son of Denise would be the leader of people?

When he was your house at Morehouse, slangin' pounds of the reefer

Sat with potential presidents and said the p should be as legal as reparations

For what this nation has done to my people

I'm a pervert, a poet, I ain't a saint, and I know it

Been a crook and cooked the books but never shorted no whores

Promoters comp me the Moet, I'm the man and I know it

I'm the shit, Bitch, tell me, how could I not show it?

I'm the shit

Looking at the money like it's mine to get

I'm the shit bitch

Everybody down throw the pistol and fist

I'm the shit

We looking at the money like it's ours to get

I'm the shit bitch

Everybody lies throw the pistol and fist

I'm the shit