Sir Michael Rocks - In A Minute Lyrics
[Verse 1: Da$h]I pull a Porsche Turbo through the wormholeGet the ***** to snort the disco infernoAnd then she please me wit a organ made for verbalI lit the herbal, top of the coupe look like the back of a turtleI smoked a rat pack of backwoods, that got em’ high as hellChef the shit, Supreme ClienteleAround the well look how my title feltI parked the whip up on Orion’s BeltInvest in self to get the weatlhNiggas rapping asking for a shelfJump in your casket I will actually helpThis shit I’m crafting actually hell*****[Hook]Roll wit this pimpin’, you ain’t seen this in a minuteRoll that splidiff, ***** I need that in a minuteRight with the digits ***** I got that in a minuteI said I need that in a minute, *****I said I need that in a minuteRoll wit this pimpin’, you ain’t seen this in a minuteGo get them digits ***** I need that in a minuteRoll up that splidiff, ***** I need that in a minuteIn a minute, *****[Verse 2: Ab-Soul]Soulo ho, alpha and omegaRolling wit the blues, I play Sonic on SegaKnuckled up and put a couple niggas on their tailsInteresting I got em’ turning heads from telling talesAb-Soul don’t forget the dashMy nigga Da$h, Michael Rocks, that’s cooked crackToast to the Most Dope FamilyJimmy think that I should slow down wit em’ rapidlyClimbing to the highest title I’m the future ain’t no limitsYa I’m on that Miley Cyrus, ain’t nobody businessWait a minute, am I saying too muchI gotta slip this, did this, display it too much[Hook]I’m the illest nigga you seen in a minuteShine my light and illuminate in a minuteBring the house down everytime I’m in itTime is money ***** I only got a minuteGot a minute, ********** I only got a minuteTime is money ***** I only got a minuteI’m the illest nigga you seen in a minuteShine my light and illuminate in a minute[Verse 3: Sir Michael Rocks]Smoking the weed in Indian scrollsEating tilapia out of their skullsBlood start dripping, dropping up out of my noseIt got on my clothesDemons be handing me shit, where should I tell them to goI got the candles lit, pencil in hand*****ing a random *****, triple the 6, you understand this shitStarting to question the roomI’m obsessed wit the xans, obsessed wit the moonPossessive wit *****es too soon, ***** you get back in the roomCigarettes is feeling foreign to my diaphragmG wagon seats from the skin of leviathanAnd now we down in the abyss getting high againDa$h give me another strip so I can die again[Outro]All you need is a minuteMy brother coming with the lean in a minuteIt’ll kill you in between of a minuteHeart jumping out my chest any minuteAnd I’m in it, really in itWin the lotto all you need is a minuteMy brother coming with the lean in a minuteIt’ll kill you in between of a minute
