Wisdom Fall lyrics

And without any shame, for we are the unashamed
Lord Gosh presents to you: the audio blanket

Man U-V-A, with some holy hurray
Deft words display, write rhymes in clay
So if nobody don't feel my z-ray
I'll cool in my corner, make myself a tre
Seek and find a way to get my soul some pay
Put some clothes on my back, put some food in my belly
Drink some Irish moss and go roll in the hay

[Hook x3]
Wisdom fall, slap my headpiece
I'm packing ammunition for who?

Papa Time bites at the short-and-curlies
Onna lift grin cause she gwan too whirly
She buff bad but she vex me nuff
Make me lose myself, turn drinking cruff
I'm on some fix-up, singing some progress tune
Check, checka me check it, me checking myself

[Hook 2x]
Wisdom fall, slap my headpiece
I'm packing ammunition for who?
Rickety raps we write upon scraps of A4
Jack sh*te to do, beheld my mind tour
For to visualise is to be, to be is to gwan with tings
As your plane grow wings, we gets fly
As I bust a wheelie in the sky
We don't follow, follow? Code-red leader
Paid off the third term, foot gets stampede
Homeward bound, we pulling telescope focus
Hanging in the outback on tough concrete
Inter-outer galactic transportation
Zoot my bone and I reflect at this eighth floor
Raw, gyro-cheque poor
Roadside distraction to the tune of galore
Kerotene gets refueled, detox for system
Him a catch a frisking
Discotheque off your weakheart hex
My level stay next to none of the run-of-the-mill
Ex amount pride now

[Hook]
Wisdom fall, slap my headpiece
I'm packing ammunition for who?