Текст песни Mr. Complex - Divine Intervention
Mr. Complex - Divine Intervention слова песни
[Mr. Complex]In a minute I`ma intervene on the internetYou wanna enter the mind from closer, to intercomAnd dot com for Complex stylesPlus how it mold ya skullAsk Moulder and Skully from the X-FilesThose wild-asses broke into my crib, lookin for cluesWent through my rhyme books, I thought they were crooksSo I beat `em like they stole somethinI`m tired of shit - I told `em for the umpteenth timeYou can`t battle me with my own rhymeHe said "Yo ya rhymes just so phat!"I said "Ya don`t know what phat is" - He said "No diggity"He kept begging me, I tryed to figure how he,know so much on this topicJust then I noticed Ebonics 1 hanging out his pocketI said "What`s that in your pocket?"He said "Getcha hands out my pocket"His chin was slow so I socked itHe fell back and pulled out a gat, and pointed it atAnd rata-tat-tat - And Skully screamed noJust then I knew I had fractions of a second just to kick a flowBut yo, the shots missedYou can blame it on the rhyme invention...Or divine intervention[woman harmonizing][Complex over harmonizing]Divine intervention...Divine intervention...I mentioned attention to the sceneI come across the forces that interveneLeft in suspension..Is it the rhyme or divine intervention[Mr. Complex]Red pillow, eyes heavy, droopin, they`re closin, I`m comfyI`m driftin, dozin, expand, Sandman, dreamlandI`m havin visions of improvisin on the micThe audience is risin to huge heightsYou should see how they screamin,it`s like I`m runnin `em over with a truckWhat the what? The record`s causin a ruckusI bust back with the word, the word provoked the herbThe herb provoked the verb, the dream broke when I hit the curbWhoa, I can`t distinguish my dreams from the realI`m not even in bed, I`m sittin up behind the steering wheelI gotta stop this goin two days without sleepI`m takin in two lanes, then I hear two beepsI keep on cuz I`m only minutes from my crib - I struggle all my might,but it`s all over when I pull up to the red lightLast thing I recall was makin a left on the conduit to Rocker WayThought I could do it cuz I was a block awayI gave it my best, never-the-less, I blacked out..The scene I tried to act out cuz I don`t know how I got homeWas it the rhyme I was kickin off the dome?Or was it I was just never alone?Never alone.. never alone..[woman harmonizing][Complex over harmonizing]Divine intervention...Divine intervention...I mentioned attention to the sceneI come across the forces that interveneLeft in suspension..Is it the rhyme or divine interventionDivine intervention.....