Turbo Charge

Rocket on...to the break of dawn...elevation yo...

Elevation smell the vibration mystique beneath the beat cave in

Super freak meaty bone tones discreet goncha leave is a sweet sensation

(egg is I) forsaken take over in

the making live wire retire all great men

mic-pope rope-a-dope (ma-des-en) intention

Broke through your fences now this is the redemption

Nerve wrechin unstoppable high colossal

tonsil obstacle-able hard to true bobbin

Shopping through no question

honey I'm sexual intellectual (vamp) rhyming professional

Swing all the ladies in I directional potential bright clever and soft

Whatever more encore the shit you adore hard

Cause its hard turbo charge and I'm doing shit my way

Bon Voyage Shoalin dodge nigga I'm going shit my way

Turbo charge nigga its hard cause I'm doing shit my way

Yes its hard praise to god nigga I'm doing shit my way

How it sounds now hold it down right down to the ground...

Pleasure the light mic the treasure strangers in the night

Can't fight the spinning (lining) of pearl from left to right

Have guns (yo will) travel milky way dripping in the brisk

At your own risk silver shadow

That might lurk in the image in the Pharaoh when the road gets narrow

An hour off after hour devour with the power the background amp

Wine (your mission) to the party mix champ

Wu stamp genie out the lamp cramp sex position

Exposition body count technician bets deep rising ask killa-shit

Wax __-ize this courage of the fearless wu enterprise sent to risen

Grand prize landslide pipe in holy lighting told me I'm frighten

Goldie the only __ speaking that excitement

I feel the earth moving under my feet

I feel the crowd come tumbling down how it sound all around now

We going to party now hold it down

we going to party-hardy right down to the ground