Thou Great Poets

from Incipit Vita Nova by Illgod & Xplain D Don

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lyrics

[Verse One: Xplain D Don]
It been cold when I wake up this evening
I had to throw my hood on like a Jacobin pigeon
Approach the lab with a beggars deceit
But the way I decimate beats, beggars belief
Illgod, you see these cats is never gone fear us
Till we're loading up these cartridges in lethal gun levers
They're dancing with their hearses like Ghanaian pallbearers
While I convalesce in moist beach with Maria Contreras
Foreign mistress, sunblock with a parasol
Tiny necklace but it's still 20 karat gold
Nike swim shorts, towel is Egyptian cotton
Parfums de Marly, sniffing crushes from your distant cousin
Potpourri make my audio smooth
After sessions of hot eba and primordial soup
Rainy day up in the crib, love in Tokyo moves
I smooch the breast then solidify the opiotus
(And I'm gone)

[Verse Two: Illgod]
Cut from a different cloth, no wolf's fleecier
Amid sheep, we're misfits tailored in cloaks creepier
A turncoat - I pilloried throats of frivolous folks for what they're fashioned in
Shriveled up robes, chitoniskos, we tuck a cartridge in
A coat of arms, the whole nine yards, we're packing em
Leaning a bayonet at your abdomen like javelins
Trick up my sleeves are cards that are suited to read
Mansignor, I'll soup a man like I'm Christopher Reeve
Dweeb! Do keep being a fan, plus up the habit
You follow suit? I sewn in one piece, don't touch the garment
Or I'll squeeze it
A crease so exquisite when I press release
If you ain't die, then you'll best stitch it
I'm dressed distinct in a djellaba, pulling a thread of bars
Cuz, I knitted em to stellar yarns
We walk by the strand, trying to escape the seam
To keep it neat, eyes on how a nigga put by the slip
Piece!