The peasants are erecting a monolith in my honor
Cause my flows are hotter than lava and stoves at Benihana
YOU GOTTA
Get a dime up into my mind and find Im fine when Im flyin
The kind to unwind with a joint, now watch me waste time
I got six chambers packed, but ones missin'
His arms twitchin' as I remove his brain through an incision
Dirisional nuclear fission
Flicking flames at the bitches, Hear that?
Fuck ovens, I cook with nukes in my kitchen
Making some loud pack, correct the sows, man
I'm directing a missile to instigate all your men
You cave on space beneath the moving slaves
As they slowly unchain their legs
Attacking the master and rapidly ripping his eyes
Lie like a dog fat like a hog
SWINE
Oinkers are pointing pointer fingers at fornicators
Hating the fact that we're getting laid while theyre peeping on neighbors
But Im not ripped, so Im switchin hands when Im jerkin off
Tossing Molotovs like Im hard but Im jergens soft
Im not gangsterbut I bam Colombian with some shots
One's Jim Beam, the other is an old Glock
But I won't pop, and Im not pop
And pop was home my whole life, but I still hate cops
And when this album drops...stop and roll
Two g's later you can translate this song and not get it wrong
(Chorus)
Weak is the flesh but my soul is strong!
Weak is the flesh but my soul is strong!
Weak is the flesh but my soul is strong!
I want everybody listening now to say this
FMI is the motherfucking shit!!
Anyone don't know it we show it
By taping open their eyes
I make 'em see by hitting rewind
And they all find that I'm
An exfiend turning my nightmares to dreams
And smiling every week that I don't OD
Walkin the block in a radiation suit
Huffin up the rocks that I bought from the moon
A jittery victory
Rippin sips to get slizzardy
And pumpin up the radio in my buddys jeep
Chuggin a forty in the middle seat
DC 43 Gwai Lo!
Cause my flows are hotter than lava and stoves at Benihana
YOU GOTTA
Get a dime up into my mind and find Im fine when Im flyin
The kind to unwind with a joint, now watch me waste time
I got six chambers packed, but ones missin'
His arms twitchin' as I remove his brain through an incision
Dirisional nuclear fission
Flicking flames at the bitches, Hear that?
Fuck ovens, I cook with nukes in my kitchen
Making some loud pack, correct the sows, man
I'm directing a missile to instigate all your men
You cave on space beneath the moving slaves
As they slowly unchain their legs
Attacking the master and rapidly ripping his eyes
Lie like a dog fat like a hog
SWINE
Oinkers are pointing pointer fingers at fornicators
Hating the fact that we're getting laid while theyre peeping on neighbors
But Im not ripped, so Im switchin hands when Im jerkin off
Tossing Molotovs like Im hard but Im jergens soft
Im not gangsterbut I bam Colombian with some shots
One's Jim Beam, the other is an old Glock
But I won't pop, and Im not pop
And pop was home my whole life, but I still hate cops
And when this album drops...stop and roll
Two g's later you can translate this song and not get it wrong
(Chorus)
Weak is the flesh but my soul is strong!
Weak is the flesh but my soul is strong!
Weak is the flesh but my soul is strong!
I want everybody listening now to say this
FMI is the motherfucking shit!!
Anyone don't know it we show it
By taping open their eyes
I make 'em see by hitting rewind
And they all find that I'm
An exfiend turning my nightmares to dreams
And smiling every week that I don't OD
Walkin the block in a radiation suit
Huffin up the rocks that I bought from the moon
A jittery victory
Rippin sips to get slizzardy
And pumpin up the radio in my buddys jeep
Chuggin a forty in the middle seat
DC 43 Gwai Lo!
( Gwai Lo )
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