Artist: Maylay Sparks f/ Reed the Lost Cauze Album: Flaskworthy Song: Absynth Typed by: OHHLA Webmaster DJ Flash [Intro] Yeah, uhh, Lost Cauze Maylay Sparks, you know what it is Elite Fleet get the fuck up Uh-huh, yeah, yeah, check it out [Maylay Sparks] Fuck a moment of clarity, intensity varies from this cavity And lifestyle wild bitch smack to your face smile Profile is infinite, the climate in rap is inclement I weather the storm, reform penmanship Ill scripts scattered rounds like full clips Dutch, two lengths, absinthe, Russian roulette One shot left in a game, try to pull that Pull that before I pate my attache Get the laptop, duck when the chords pop This is hip-hop big gold chains, like my name drops Songs keep you boppin your head, 'til the music stop Here's a proposition, for all the opposition Turn and walk out slow before you end up missin You ain't got a fuckin pot to piss in Open window and throw it out, it's true what you read about My dick beater's out, insane, know we straight Blood on my gear and wet paint My rep cain't fall in the hands of man's fate with beat breaks, new sound landscapes, I'll reap papes Rep cain't fall in the hands of man's fate with beat breaks, new sound landscapes, I'll reap papes [Chorus 2X: scratches] "No doubt, you don't know what it's about" (Maylay Sparks) "Bring the fuckin roof down" "Kaboom, blowin your block just like a mine" "That's what I speak, understand that?" [Reef the Lost Cauze] Lost Cauze... shut the fuck up, it's Maylay and Lost Cauze The black face with the minister stare, vision is glared Trigger is hair, this is the year, the nigga you hear Get digits to spare listen I dare anyone of you chumps to duck you got some business to spare And yeah, oh I thought so, I body beat your torso Reef rockin B Hopkins body beat your torso I'm hyped like a white jock who snort coke Yeah, Maylay whattup baby? Y'knahmsayin? [Maylay Sparks] I've been provoked by the lyrics and hemp smoke Spit lines, we epitomized in our youth, what you visualize Fly the Philly skies, Eurorail to scan the lines Cognac, blood with house wines We'd have to kill 'em in the jungle like Uruguay Mic device live on stage when you hear it fly [Reef the Lost Cauze] {*BRRRAP BRRAP BRRAP*} Blaow, nigga hold that Once your head pops off nah it won't grow back Salute, soldier! [Chorus] [Outro] Lost Cauze... shut the fuck up, it's Maylay and Lost Cauze