The Stepkids - Live from the Mothership / Water Ain't Wet lyrics

[Hook: The Stepkids] La-La-La Oh I-Oh I-Oh I La-La-La Oh I-Oh I-Oh I La-La-LA I live in a Mothership [Verse 1: Krondon] Having problems with no help to holler n***as file up Just scrape the barrel for the bottom dollar pile on the mozzarella Music for the black operas Tale via accapel', black scholars Norman Rockwell Normandy and Rosecrans and rock sales Followed by that gun smoke and pot sales Guaranteed to not fail That loud-mouther made the Glock yell n***a that simple mind is not (gel?) Yeah, but every action leads to reaction If you roll it in a swisher make em' re-wrap it Yeah you just rhymin' words n***a we rappin' Create a feeling that exceeds pa**ion Show stylish shear fashion, no And I ain't nappin' where I be trappin' fasten Interstate n***as trapped in The main source and I'm an attraction crack it You both something to a drunk captain Now the whole crew life rafted Turn up n***a I like action Oh boy you're Hollywood type castin', smash it SAS same as satisfaction From Manchester to Manhattan Queen of the now while in attractive But one third of her body plastic Imma hit it once and prolly' pa** it I don't hit a blunt and never match it, tragic When aggression seems so pa**ive Settle down boy (?) All-star, All-Madden Probowler, yeah I (?) a new style while yours stolen Forever and heavens sake Remote controllin' Falling back on your faith can make for bad omens And blame it on the bad Romans My momma raked on my dad homeless That's apparently the state of the black hopeless For those who don't know to be great it only takes focus He was born with the spirit of elite soldiers Be-be free and complete to let the streets hold ya Me and Shafiq like Farrakhan meets Flying Lotus From the fault lines of California, only [Hook: The Stepkids] x2 [Bridge: sampled] The fundamental problem that we have with this language, is that, a lot of us really don't understand it So, they hear terms being used by people Who are, using those terms for Specific reasons At specific times To accomplish specific things [Beat switch] [Bridge 2: Krondon] Man what the f** is going on out here man It's a hundred motherf**in' degrees in the shade n***as is k**in' n***as n***as is marryin' n***as n***as is marryin' hoes I mean man, the president is black and the (?) is smokin' crack What the f** is going on out here man [Verse 2: Krondon] New note, cruise in a blue boat El Dorado with (toss?) dip the roach She gimme thistle till the coast so her ankles broke (?) with the broach, a cool approach Dispensary of dope symmetry of Jack Gibson Sent the (BZ?) to the black Bentley Unbelievable a blind (?) Momma sugar walks, hot n' sticky Hickory scent leaf, if I lit it's stinky Your water never made it wet What the f** you thinkin' Dark liquor and a dark mink High by the yellow (hiden?) park drinkin' Doesn't mean I ever shot preacher Confront the meager, confront your evil Would it (?) Keep hold of the Motorola beacon My mind shed light on the blind teacher I just bought Tina a white beamer To breathe life to the weaker Strength lead ya not to speaker Caught the coupe before the work visa She roll the reefer By the bread like it never leaves her Got the Caesar then, shook like I'm havin' seizures Since them days of polka-dots and creepers Yeah I'm a (?), the tweaker Twenty six twin reliever Only reason why the b**h leave ya, believe her