Lyrics Recipe! - Jean Deaux

Here I go
Here I go again, I am never finished
You know I'm a writer like the high percentage
This that Mortal Kombat I might catch you in the sixth dimension
Then we sobbing in my sleep 'cause I know you listenin'
I travel for my Venus then get back to Venice
You wearing out yo confidence you really timid
I could bleed if necessary but you know I'm never switchin' up Bitch if you walkin' up to me, you gon' leave here limpin'
And I got some homies out here like incisions
If you take away the Mersenne's n you could see the difference
Pour me up this sugar water they can keep the lemons
I can give it all up for the fruit baby then give me lemons
No I cannot stop it, too excited I get
Twisted up on this bih, -tcha is nice on my -e
Send that bank deposit, she so ah she stay it
No slick i am my-me,skip the dice and ya six

I think we got the recipe
It's my destiny now they won't be next to me
Upper echelon, pull up lookin' righteous see see see see see see see see see my god
I think we got the recipe
No, in fact but I'm still gon' stick and see
Comin' up on vines, now they movin' extra-ly ly ly ly yuh
Ly ly ly ly ly

He know it's home grown packin' from changin' it's tone
I'm on this moonstone wear me out I'm Miss Cologne
A cool killa make a nigga change his timezone
I'm thread strong but no ties do not get me wrong
Oh god, heard I got the recipe uh huh
I could make a anti-nigga rest in peace
I heard they be selling drinks, while they purse out melodies (oh no) Don't let them trick you with caucasian subtleties
A real nigga put me on my Q's and P's
Pop quiz tell 'em text me is you in, I'm these rappers influence
So competing is useless, I like rap, orange, rhymes, whips, sicker than mucus
And a cool Kim Possible don't know where my Rufus (Ha)
And they can't fuck wit' me so I guess you hoes is stuck with me
I been gone for a minute now these hoes done got relieved (D-ha)

I think we got the recipe
It's my destiny now they won't be next to me
Upper echelon, pull up lookin' righteous see see see see see see see see see my god
I think we got the recipe
No, in fact but I'm still gon' stick and see
Comin' up on vines, now they movin' extra-ly ly ly ly
Ly ly ly ly ly