Memphis Bleek - Hypnotic LYRICS

(Beanie Sigel)

roll a "L" and burn a incent

it's like magic when i invent

this shit that i present

yo turn my levels up a izinch

and drop the trebble down the pizinch

and let the bass commence

to relax your nerves

it's like a paintin with no color it's-why i attach the words

my mind the brush, my life the canvas, the world, the easel

combines a perfect picture for people

my words is colorful like autumn

the way they fall on the track like leaves when i record em'

there's nothin like it when i write it

and i don't print, i invent it and predict it like a psychic

pull down the shades on the windows of your soul

and gaze into your mind and watch the wisdom unfold

i was taught when your vision's impaired

the wisdom is there

a message from Big Homey couldn't-have sent it no clearer

i know the flow is like hypnotic

and (tightest tip)? when i drop it with no particular topic

type shit that can't be bitten so stop it

type shit that can't be re-written on (copy)?

by (canon)?, kodak, fuji films

(kinfo)? know that groovy hymns

spit by him'll put the gospel to you

catch some little higher learning from a sermon once i drop it to you

hypnotic...hypnotic...



(Memphis Bleek)

so roll a "L" and light a incent

it's like magic when i event

this shit that i present

it's not a secret when i speak it

i know that hatin' isn't physical but dawg i could peep it

it's like a preacher preachin' his scripts or psychic readin' a palm

lines give me what i write in-this song

the book is now open so let the story be told

i enter through your mind and exit the back of your soul

that could push you to some insight

a shine like a headlight

(pickeny)? diamond watch me get right

i'm that nice

words is a cure that help me heal up a heart

words can become that evil game that help me get what i want..

you start where you end, you end where you start

i am the light of the situation i overshine dark

give you the pen, the book, the word, the truth, the sight, the mind

i put it down, you call it a rhyme, i call it a sign

i predict the unpredictable

heaven is invisible, but hell isn't physical

let me stop with the spiritual.. whoa

let me spit at you, show you how to move with no vehicle

come through your speakers

enter your ear, end up in paragraphs

tellin' your man of what you hear

cuz, spit it i often roll it tighter than chronic

styles versatile meanwhile it's hypnotic

hypnotic...hypnotic...



(Jay-Z)

pass the dutchie if you was ill

take one to the grizzill

tell me what you fizzill

it's like a complicated puzzle unravelin', mind travelin', with no particular flight patterin

speak the language of the (lizan)?

desert feeds worm, worm feeds falcon, falcon feeds man ..

only the strong survive, so if you along for the ride strap your boots and leave your thongs inside..

we experience turbulence in urban environments daily, rarely it's aqcuired

we riot like Iraelis

why am i here that question overwhelms me

i am a gangsta, Dr. Melphy couldn't help me

i am a thinker, my mind fixes all that L's me the perfect elixir

i trust mines will never fail me

i let my speech unfold, i reach deep inside the seed of my soul and i got it

hypnotic...hypnotic....