Yo this is Raf from the Illaquips
You’re listening to Spore Attic right now
We out
I'm grinnin fat without the newness, revolvin round my analog
Spinnin wax like Q-Tips, recallin on a Renaissance
Diggin for gold like I'm pickin my nose and I'm
Kickin the soul until I'm rippin the toe I was
Trippin, my bike stolen, was such a bummer g
But now it's Red and Meth with Wynne and Jeff up in the summer heat
Blackin Out about the sound without the need to catch a fade
And choppin like a barbershop, the cuts is buzzin splashin waves
I laugh away critics, my team is indifferent
Imma bask my day swimmin in a dream of existence
Where it's somethin new I gotta flip from dusty grooves in dollar bins
I'm crushin brews on automans while munchin food that's artisan
Hushin news from congressmen, that's all day g
Impugnin jingoism hidden in those Kanye tweets
Countin with five fingers the times I've been to church
But I'm Blessed and highly favored until I hit the dirt
We be Blessed! And highly favored
We be Blessed! And highly favored
We be Blessed! And highly favored
We be... Blessed
I'm on the shuffle, kinda passive when I move in
Set strollin, thinkin that my raps could be the coolest
Who am I actually foolin with imaginary groupies
When I was younger thought I'd hit a basket be the cool kid
Don't need god, I'm passionately human rappers
Chewin my ass out they masticated music and these hoochies
Laughin cause I'm fashionably foolish, you's ain't
Matchin what I'm doin man this had to be some bullshit
Maybe I'd better wasn't spastic when I do it
Half of these rappers is plastic unnaturally flappin two lips
No flowers, petal facts, slap em with the new zits
Only reason they ain't learnin cause they gassin while I'm cruisin
Shoulda listened to Wu, woulda happened to me sooner
Coulda known this whole time, the cash could be the ruler
A bastardly consumer with a knack to be a blooper
Blessed and highly favored, unabashedly a user
We be Blessed! And highly favored
We be Blessed! And highly favored
We be Blessed! And highly favored
We be... Blessed
Okay I'm hyped for my eventual heel turn
Hit em with a steel urn and dip while you watchin the wheels burn
Ditch the Accord, only see me in Lambos
Tailored Armani suits now, no flannels
I'm Ric Flair struttin in the Veteran stadium
In 1986 when the crowd's at its craziest
Yellin out woo and choppin every chest in sight
Feelin highly favored and you know that I be Blessed tonight
Future's now, potential's in the rear view
Say that you're the dopest but that claim has not been peer reviewed
And it don't hold up against scrutiny
You can rap still but I do it more frugally
Like, I wouldn't quit my day job and
Thank god you got a little money saved ta
Offset when your rap career doesn't Take Off
That way it's not a sad song like Hey Ya
We be Blessed! And highly favored
We be Blessed! And highly favored
We be Blessed! And highly favored
We be... Blessed
Beauty walks a razor's edge, someday I'll make it mine
Everyone grows old and dies til then I'll take my time
And it'd be nice to kick with post-DUI Tiger playin 9
But man I'd rather starve while makin art than work a 9 to 5
And this is no showbiz, drive a beat up truck my little sister
Drives my old Ford Focus and I am so stoked kid
Cause I am Blessed and highly favored til the day I croak
So my folks check my SnapChat like a day ago
There ya go, bust a new dance move on BET
White folks'll pick it up next week on MTV
All praise to y'all way, eatin a raw steak
On a hot day sippin on Bombay, I'm ballin like
Long shanks, I'm single y'all balled up like Shawshank
Bumpin Volume 8 of Now: That's What I Call Drake
The Leisure League got you covered like All State
Cause the boys servin up breakfast hot all day
Leisure League yo we up in effect and uh
Illaquips yo we up in effect and uh
Spiller boys they be up in effect and uh
Northwest is the coast that we reppin uh
Groove Crew they be playin the set and uh
Skelli Skel he be up on the deck and uh
503 what I'm callin my nest and uh
Young Smythy let me tell em the rest
Ohhhhh, God gracious
Hohhhh Spore Attic said
One day, on day, we would have the greatest of all greats
Open up your chapter, 27, where I got you on
Spore Attic, the code and bylines
They said, one day I would be so Blessed and so highly favored
That I would have to make the greatest of all records
Young Smythy wrote down in the testament of 25
Spore Attic half slash, back slash
Com Postable, C dash double D
You already know what it is
I'm bringing you the SpiNitch, have a healthy day
I'm out
I'm feelin like E-40
Oh god
Hahahaha
