The Pharcyde - Feeling Freaky lyrics

[Chorus x2] It's the Cyde that you feel still When you're s**ing Getting hyper, trying to chill Clean you in thrills, collect mils Leaving s**as at a standstill Instead of going out we're going uphill [Imani] Yo, we come tri-annual, haters check your manuals Pharcyde beats are labelled as 'highly flammable' You're running loose like a wild animal Lawless, thinking you're flawless But they bought this from Hawthorne to Hollis You're too faded, you can't do what we created That sh** is way outdated, they can't contain or explain The way we come with a real flow, we still glow titanium Hitting you hard in your cranium You look like you need some wheat gra** Some calcium or some Java juice What's good for the duck duck goose is good for the gander Take a gander, f** the red tape and the propaganda The real sh** is rare like a panda We're trying to expand on the previous Trying to get the sh** together like staples or seams Cause n***as got dreams [Chorus x2] [Bootie Brown] When I hear a tight beat I get anxious, ready Like fifty n***as out the County at a Luke party With 151 Bacardi and a stick of the stickiest Meticulous when it's got to represent us I can't trust in no kay, come with it or forget it We move on to improve on and keep warm While s**ers only want to get a slap of reality And some change, they call us strange But worldwide we range coming to a city near you Pharcyde here you entrancing, memorizing Stem realising, instant malignment evil But we're cerebral, I know it's torture to await The reemergence of the Cyde Banging in your club, tilt and your ride Trying to bubble like peroxide And heal the wound of the hip-hop neglected And keep working to perfect it [Chorus x2] [Slimkid3] You're too near me to hear me, cross-eyed to see clearly Side winding like a snake and yet you try to steer me Veer me into oncoming traffic, hold up, dearie You're looking kind of leery, I'm trying to stay cheery While you're tired and weary, unable to stay stable Unable to keep afloat, unable to rock a note So you bring a good friend down by the throat And most of y'all bite on anything like a goat And when you're hot you're hot, when you're not you turn cold Lack of understanding what that provokes Not loyal to the movement of the militant folks But you're good at blowing smoke up my a** like I love it Glad to rise above it, I don't need this sh** Too many jacka**es to deal with Like pleasure isle, we lace the mic with style and finesse [Chorus x2]