Artist: Blackalicious Album: Imani, Vol. 1 Song: Ashes to Ashes Typed by: kirenamloh@msn.com [Intro] Yo, when you want me to come in? (Four bars) Now check it... [Gift of Gab] The ink flows as if I'm not here Styles fall from the mentally odd and quite weird Might y'all want to enter my yard My lightyear flow strikes with precision for all, I'm right here With raw innervision beyond your sight, hearin it Beyond all your senses I draw the light near You're a flawed individual. dog I write shear Elegance. I'm a bottle of Don, you're light beer So now I'm perfectin this style like lairs of a foul dragon, sendin emcees ridden with nightmares Better pause 'fore you spittin that garbage you write, yeah I'ma cause hella niggaz to quit on the mic, period Because I've been given this right tonight we're gonna floor y'all with lyrics these suckers are not near They are far from the abiities I ignite Dare you to start something with me, I don't ever fight fair [Chorus] Ashes to ashes and dust to dust We are the crew called Blackalicious We came to rock for you and yours Put your arms in the air, your feet on the floor Put your arms in the air, your feet on the floor Put your arms in the air, your feet on the floor Guaranteed to give you what you paid your money for Cause that Blackalicious crew got rhymes galore Rhymes galore, rhymes galore, rhymes galore Rhymes galore, rhymes galore, rhymes galore Rhymes galore, rhymes galore, rhymes galore Rhymes galore, rhymes galore, rhymes galore Rhymes galore, rhymes galore, rhymes galore Rhymes galore, rhymes galore, rhymes galore.... [Gift of Gab] I got talent these critics do not have Still they write like some type of authority on rap Really like they opinion is worthy I'm like after you make worthy music then come and be that cat, jack~! (UH!) Plummeting rap at you, that's that (Uhh!) Period done then get checks from ASCAP Just gimme a drum, I'ma spark the last match Y'all hit me with one rhythm, do it I'll smash that My meridians hum, I'm so lyrically advance I deliver it from within, leavin you lads back In millenium done because really I'm passed that I'm a million and one styles further, now catch that (catch that) I was born to murder your rap black Alerted to that fact, you're certain to have crap to say then get slained and hurt as I lash back And verbally ransack in turf and leave cats flat - AHH! [Chorus]