Red Pillar - Bill Bixby

From Snubs to the Rockets
For the love of the Chopsticks
Ran off on the Plug
And I popped shit

Faced wit immeasurable odds
Some of you niggas
Found pleasure in God
Measuring rods
To treasure they Jobs

Athletic build
Moving with purpose
Tapped into magnetic field
Moving like serpents

I took my brokers 2 Strokers
Al Roker couldn't predict
The storms that followed
The Porn that followed
Same intrigue that formed for Ralo

We made it rain & we burnt Money
Bentley truck interior burnt Honey
Anyway
I'll take respect over riches
Anyday
I'll take neck from ya Bitches anyday
Pennyweight
Thats a Neck full of riches
Henny straight

Shifting thru the paradigms
The color of Geechi Dan
Drifting thru the Caroline's
Gullah & the Geechi land

Time will tell
We moved around the 33rd Parallels
Like Coney Island carousels
Fell asleep in Roswell
Woke up in Cozumel
Pyramid hopping
Chariot shopping

Number One selling
Author of conscious fiction
Composition
Confidence dripping
Continents drifting
A walking contradiction
Wit a contra addiction
Brooms & mops, Mr Clean
We conquered the kitchen
FACTS & FICTION
Contrary to popular predictions
RED PILLS popping your Prescriptions
Stopping your addiction

Yeah Bitch I'm with the Hoes
Black Magic
Yea Bitch I'm with the Zoe's
Anything goes

Cooking in Brooklyn
Cocaine to push
New strains of Kush
We call that Hussein & the Bush

We from distant lands
Our DNA... different strands
Different strains... Same planet
But different planes
Citizen Kane, Rosebud
They wanna get us chains
Rosewood
The safety stay off position
Chaos magicians
Never took the day off in Kitchens
Way off we pitching

These Bitches out here
Fighting for fashionova
Crashing rovers
Casanova 3x's... pre-crime
Versace from your heyday on layaway
Like Tekashi & Treyway
Hop out with the AKs

The war is on Double Consciousness
The Devil competence & accomplishments

When rhetoric turns into Reason
And predicates turn into Heathens
And the wolves in Connecticut is seasoned

Soon after disease would follow
I'm da same Nigga
That da Dees would follow
Marlo
My Fam Goon
Moving trees Like Ralo
Before they seized the Gallardo
Went from Pablo hopping outta Diablos
Designer robes
DarkSide of the moon
Like the China Probes

Believe it or not my mind is all Wrigley's believe it or not my Mind on the Big Leagues
Ice Cube with the Big Three
Vine & the fig trees
Man on a big Bees
Movin' back in time like the Frisbees

Written by:
PHIL MORELAND

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