Cocoa Brovaz Off The Wall Lyrics

Off The Wall Lyrics

[Featuring Professor X]
Let me ask this question real quick umm as far as the
Smif N Wessun
and the name change and everything like that; now how did that
come
about? How did that evolve into the Cocoa Brovaz and everything
like
that?
That was jealousy man. That's all that is man. (Jealousy
man)
Jealousy and ignorance man.
Yeah
Niggaz got me stressed man
Oh
just burn a spliff don't worry about that
[Professor X]
In my pink Cadi, I
have a ?????
Uncle Sam arms men to kill in the 'hood
I make 'em snap it,
test it
My choice of weapon
That Smif-N-Wessun, mmmmm
Try
Sue me
for the namesake
Yo, who's pimpin'
Yo, who's pimpin'
I woke up in the
morning, what did I see
Unknown faces starin' down at me
First off with
the flee
As fear overpowered me
Cloriphil got me ready to black, I can't
breathe
Niggaz askin' me who's Smif and who's Wessun
We got you now we're
lookin' for your partner 'cause you're messin'
With the incomin'
currency
And frankly we don't give a fuck about your privacy
We been
watchin' you for a while now
We know about the calls made back and forth
down south
Word of mouth
You had your peoples workin' out
But I doubt
you had 'em lookin' out
'Cause we can pick 'em out
Now we got 'em listed
on our internet systems
Know about the crimes and the names of all their
victims
Even got the pinpoint spotter where you hang
You got big dreams
comin' 'round tryin' to change things
Let me say
Why they try to
suffocate and stifle all of our intentions
They want our suffarations, trial
and tribulations, too much to
mention
Well, tell them that we no
'fraid
We don't have a big gate
From every corner, angle, and
section
??????????????????not quite far
I see '99 in crystal ball
Them
city-order ducks softly walk
I got suppenoed by the government the other
day
I opened it and read it
It said they was suin'
Said I couldn't
move the way that I was movin'
And I couldn't do the things that I was
doin'
Causin' mass confusion with the name that we was usin'
Said they
gun sales was conflictin' with our music
Sent me multi-paid contracts just
to prove it
The trademarks on belt-buckles, shirts, and knives
Ain't that
the most off the wall shit you heard in your life
Probably heard his junior
singin' Mr. Ripper's in Your Area
Feel your heart skip a beat as I'm nearin
you
I'm hearin' ya
Askin' yo seed, who was me
At the same time you
break my classic CD
Run it to the phone callin' up ?????
I had it up to
here with these damn rap neegers
They even got my local boys sayin' that
stuff
I wanna draft my plain data for a million plush
I gotta letter from
the corporate the other day
I open and read it
They said they was
suin'
Somethin' about we was causin' confusion
Wanted me and my son to
change the name we was usin'
Had our associates nervous
Soup, try to
serve it
Got our investors actin' real shady tryin' to jerk us
Got Tek
ready to break somethin'
I'm chillin' and stayed pumpin'
Say
somethin'
I tell you why the frame won't even think nothin'
Hell
fell
Oh, well
I yell
Swear
We gonna send 'em all to hell
(X2)
[Professor X]
So you're hesitant
Where a brother quest to
represent
I sense no hinder, gender, two-faced intent
In fact, cops
signed the last government
Contract
Yeah, umm
So where's your first
world war
Now presently on tour
Hardcore
Come on knockin' at your
door
Your revolver took down many of '90's lords
Cut to that ad campaign,
your gun stores
So they welcome your floor of a tribe called Cocoa