Artist: Tony Touch f/ Black Thought (Roots) Album: The Piece Makers 3: Return of the 50 MC's Song: Thought Process Typed by: Gemini_20502K@Yahoo.com [Intro: Black Thought] Uh huh! Turn it up! Tony Toca! [Verse One: Black Thought] I said, I've been off the chain, since I lost my brain This franchise player has never lost the game They lost of sanity is the cost of fame In that alter range rover that cost some change I'm philly bound on the turnpike cross the lane I'm all over like a shooter with awful aim Pull up and cruch it 'til they usher me off the stage From the boss brigade, and we toss grenades So give me dap, like the Group Home or Sharon Jones Jam boy militia in it for life, Aaron Jones I'm on top of the world but I ain't hear alone 'Cause wifey with me with them Bugs Bunny carots on I'm in the herringbone shoot 'em so baritone I am never satisfied welcome to the terrordome Of the greatest man alive, basically a miracle Body slammin beat like I'm a killer Chris Jericho Switch up that scenario if y'all really hear me though Excellent imperial I do 'em somethin terrible Shit that make your lady think of doin somethin scareable When you slick and diss and make the women wanna stare at you Hard! They ask who are you? I say I'm a marvel Lookin at these jive turkeys thinkin I'm a carve you I'm a hurt you if I catch you out here after curfew Real niggas stand up, spend your money argue This time it's for the uninvited Somebody pocket got a gun inside it, who catchin laryngitis? Black Thought spit shit sicker than everybody If you ain't already know, you fittin to hear about it