"And Suddenly Through The Back Door"
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"And Suddenly Through The Back Door"
Album: The Prophet & The Prophecy/ A Jazzier Wet Dream
Recorded: 2024
Release Date: October 4, 2024
Verse 1
Grand wonder assist, a tandem fame, gunner and gist
So claim fly till that bitch laying under my fist
Pound for the effort, a plan-o-gram of thundering wrist with a swat
For thinking never is a plot with a twist when it's not
The first ever bad weather came
In a flood to a world where it had never rained, consider
The core can be ice cold and bitter
but sold with a surface hot for the perfect shot with better aim
This is more than rap or cellophane
It's a school where a fool’s dad had him early signed out
This ain't group sex on a merry-go-sing,
and Mr. Clapper will snap you gon fuck around and find out
It was an automatic grind out
Regardless of the context or when ya mom’s test was handed in
Your plain complex was paper thin
And even the lift off has gotten me pissed off, land again
Hook
*talking*
And Suddenly Through The Back Door
Verse 2
Death heated reply
A much needed grief and goodbye
With a beef that your hello fresh can feed to a fly
These light-footed niggas breeding defeat can get to stepping
Like a millipede leading a stampede
And reading the proceeds to the petals jamming hostile at the take off
Butter cake soft to crumble at the bake off
The yeast of leaven, the least of seven,
have em easily celebrating the evil of the beast from heaven
Now was that over your headshot when the sky is limit?
(Shit) To take the beer back to the Brews is called regal
Black bear embarrass the bald eagle
The witch doctor’s, murder in the 3rd degree, it’s all legal
And the case closed with your face exposed
Open heir to the throne, measured oxygenic ruler
Birth of a nation, cool, but let me be the doula
Years of new ton, where a little dab’ll do ya
[Sweep] The Black “More Than A Pitty Pat” Panther
Strapped with a full slap of gimme dat
Sexting a question well-guessed for kitty-kat answers
Perjury if entered with a jimmy hat
flexing and firing missiles with a dial-in mix
Chipping off the angles from your white pentagonal block
My violence warned of silent knuckles locked
and they were still shocked that I entered the premise and didn’t knock
For real?
Hook
*talking*
And Suddenly Through The Back Door
And Suddenly Through The Back Door