Indiana Jones & Counting Crows

[Intro: Billy Woods] Paging Dr. Monokrome. This is that— This is that mid-Atlantic shit, that east coast shit, ya dig [Verse 1: Billy Woods] Dumb high, rock scissor paper Nice try but still copped all three flavors Mid-July, stuck together like life savers Base hits got him to the majors, 808 kicks Lime green and clear papers looking like glow sticks Spun by suburban ravers, barbershop acapella With the strap and straight razor, shoot straight 31 Indiana Pacers, cuts these shoe face, but this is New York Of course the price outrageous, a credit to his race Woods he green glazer, better yet outer space driven phasers It ain’t sci-fi when they can fix your eye with lasers If they don’t get the whole pie, liable to turn haters That’s ok, we still standing, they can fly fly away Nice landing cul de sac laid up puffing a jay Saint Elmo’s fire, high treason on my mind as I’m getting higher Your last one was flight, but this is flier, fire, kaya, tire Tough enough to put green in the eye of a supplier You can’t be a buyer, no need for a scale The girl price is like a cellphone in jail, jingling baby So hot the horizon wavy, brothers ring-a-ling Don’t be mingling with the fugazi I live in the past you can just page me Sub-prime looking all skin and bones You on the pipe fam? Nah, student loans You should have stayed stupid, homes Why walk around half dead when we’ll bury you for free Towards the ave, ride with the dread for old times sake Knocking WPGC [Verse 2: Priviledge] Everyday is like a mystery to me it seems Soon as I figure out what’s going down It switches up, I be betting on what is relevant to me To meritously merit in married then make us mean to met Too many times, mangy cut made my nose run too many lines Mix master mashed my verse up, too many rhymes Out floating there in cyberspace, too many sites Too many free downloads, had me up stroking Too many nights, I’m on the block You get away, they tryna get you Bach Like Johann Sebastian and crass with it I’ll be never if ever possible rock with you cuz Brought a loop cause me a jay alley toast the fightings We are champions ‘round that diamond Around ‘bout that time I figured out my time ain’t figured out Reel in now, shifting clones, cats ‘round here called Mr. Jones Count the clones while skipping stones [?] drifting home This while he’s counting blue cars up on the [?] The avenue stays jammed on pearl’s show The world show, too many questions left unanswered Dare to just blow [Outro: Priviledge] Ey yo Cannon, I’m telling you now nigga, you is drawling Trying to smoke that shit all crazy in the street, man You even come to [?] with me, you know what I’m saying We have a drink over there, we swing by the free bar ‘cross from [?] Nigga we go all crazy down there, but ya nah I’m saying You can’t be doing all this shit out [?]