Hi-Tek - Some Kind of Wonderful lyrics

[Intro] [Talib Kweli] Brothaa... In the jungle Yea Right there Yo Yo Hi-tek (whatchu wanna do) [Verse 1] What's next These chicken neck mc's get me vexed My rhymes be blowin up chatrooms all over the internet Then cause their collisions on the highway of information And then i head back to my prior engagement In the nation of brooklyn Land of trinis, haitians, jamacains and bejans Its amazin how lickin shots is the proper representation Soon they gonna need whack MC reservation Cuz i endangered the mothaf**as, they needin preservation Carry em home on top of a truck like a trophy n***as still sleepin like im jay-z in a video for hawaiian sophie Its cool i stay low key, and keep a low pro Come out crushin sh** just for fun, co flow (ay yo yo yo yo yo yo yo) here we go Ridin on the sound wave out ya stereo In the procession to ya burial Callin hi-tek, little leon the professional I got the special flow, listenin to estero Puffin vegetables and now im red to go The illest rhyme animal like chuck Burn these n***as like salt when i lay in the cut Think you about to blow when you continue to s** The sh** i been through make me run up in ya venue like what I snatch the mic and ask the crowd 'what chyall waitin for' The said 'nothin but that fat sh**', 'i got you say no more' I laid the law, and all the crab rappers played the floor I called them out, a couple of them stepped up and i ate em raw Some more whack n***as tried to spray the door, but had no aim Later for them corn balls On the way out smacked them in the face with a metaphor For better or for worse, you better call the nurse Before i send the cleaner and he get to your hospital room first [Hook] Yo Whatchu wanna do I'm comin through ya front line Ya whole plan is catchin tan in my sunshine One time cuz it's some kinda wonderful Dont just stand there lookin stupid whatchu wanna do? Whatchu wanna do I'm comin through ya front line Ya whole plan is catchin tan in my sunshine One time cuz it's some kinda wonderful Dont just stand there lookin stupid [Verse 2] I take your style and embara** it Words beautifully written like arabic Got n***as on the run cuz i bring the fire like chariot Introduced pen sk**s to ill deliveries and married it Put it in your face like big gats and carried it like Harriet Various crews tried to bury us, but we shot em down like sagiterious With that watch sh** money, you can't be serious You n***as is hilarious, actresses runnin around the club Pissy like ghetto matresses , thats why i smack these kids back to reality, and how it be in actuality, im ready to battle mc's and skip the f**in formalities We spark it, at any club or meat market sweet artists dont come on the block they become street targets If you want it i got it, come and get it I'm wit it, your career will be shorter than a midget and the whole world will know who did it I smack up these ho a** MC's like a gorilla pimp, you comin out the box like a gimp money you still a wimp My sh** blow out filaments in light fixtures, with the right mixture, words uses color the paint the right picture Craft masterpieces, your whole sh** is smashed to pieces make you look at your man who rhyme and be like 'you not nasty like he is' Believe this when you see this, and dont f** with me either, cuz youll be down where my feet is, curled up in a fetus Cryin from the kicks, watch when i flip, people gonna be buyin my sh** like fiends dyin for a hit, so Whatchu wanna do I'm comin through ya front line Ya whole plan is catchin tan in my sunshine One time cuz it's some kinda wonderful Dont just stand there lookin stupid whatchu wanna do? Whatchu wanna do I'm comin through ya front line Ya whole plan is catchin tan in my sunshine One time cuz it's some kinda wonderful Dont just stand there lookin stupid, stupid (stupid, stupid)