Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Hypnotic, artist - Memphis Bleek. Album song M.A.D.E., in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 31.12.2002
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Universal Music
Song language: English
Hypnotic |
| 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… |