OPIO

OPIO - Soundtrack To My Thought Process lyrics

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[Opio]

My nigga P. Cubano, hail from Santiago

He said pass me that bottle of rum, we make mojitos

And puff some Monte Cristos while we listen to James Brown

"King Heroin" pumpin out the JVC now

As I sip my drink, begin to think about where I'm at

Tip the ashes off my cigar, and start to trip on trap

doors that await me, but lately, my Spidey Sense

been tinglin, fingerin out the snakes

See I move with experience, choose and select

Smoke with no filter, hickeys on my neck

Scratches on my back from rough sex but what's next

Goin through my cycles of 7 I retrospect

Remember when it first hit me, me Phest' and Kenny

Pushin down Ocean Boulevard in a renty

Ha ha, it's a brand new year, hear me?

And I'm about to get mine the harder way

Penny for my thoughts you crazy, I'm the author that illustrate

heart attack with pen and pape, can't escape

Might I be the greater innovator of the rhyme scheme

My mindstate like a lighthouse in the fog

Beamin - slicin through the haze

While I'm puffin on purple, I circumvent the maze

They premeditate like a rat in a cage

I'm like Sly Stone, Cobra, my hands on the gauge

Blastin off stage in a haphazard way

But still hit the fat bastard with accura-cy

Sayin why oh why did I need cappucino

He ran up in the Starbucks with a gat in his pea coat

Havin flashbacks of seminary back in the East

O got robbed workin Baskin Robbins 15 years old

He told me reach for the sky

Now inside my palm lies the cosmos, the omniscient prognosis

that I'm strong encodin peyote poetry

Ain't Jodeci, O to Z, oversee

Overstand, this ain't corporate sized, just more precise

And go blaow like the discharge from a 45

[Chorus]

Everytime I touch this mic you know I put my heart into it

Formulatin orchestrate record and make the art of music

Populations occupations 'cross the nation God forsaken

Pop my tape in watch me elevate with this new shit

Words of wisdom in the kitchen cookin up this energy

Wolfgang Cluck can't fuck with my recipe

Heard your engine burstin pistons plus you got a slow leak

"Third Eye Vision" premonition, better listen closely

[repeat to fade]

Who is he.. could it be O-Blinzy

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