Who Sent You?

Lyrics for Who Sent You?

The red moon forecast Tenchu I go ten-hut, who sent you? Two cents from the booth in the guest room Where the bells ring, the new Bellview Blue hell, the duke of due time At the camp fire twenty one grams too light My true love kiss the hand with two dice While I cram in salmon and rice, lion or lamb Eye on the self made soldier Hiya, I survived MKUltra I blink blink, my optimism all shrinky dink And I'm very careful ‘round big spenders When I'm in a barrel, with suspenders Big galoot, I don’t win or lose I'm in a different game, I won’t list the rules But ain't shit to do with no beauty pageant Or a click or a view, can you imagine No movie magic in his movie magic Just clips of the crew in traffic You can’t just up and outwit the pit boss Or ever unrig the ring toss It just don’t fit the discourse The pigs ain't shit when the kids are informed Here’s the pitch, it go ping and pong, around the Pyramids It bounce off the moon and come back to earth And still cancel the plans of the man on first Man on fire, Hair so long Even ten days in that flare goin’ strong Myth say it still lit til this day And still drinks up argan oil from Morocco The body scrub is sea salt, and Mexican avocado Strawberries from California, seaweed from Tobago You are rocking with the best-smelling fucker in the foxhole Snot nose, my block chop on God mode I might hop out with that vanguard, I’m all combos on combos It’s all Potholes on potholes On these roadways thru art hell, Paved in Basquiat clones Who Sent You? Who Sent You? Who Sent You? Girls and boys, I duck the world, The world's annoyed It wants to whine I bear no cross so I don't get cross when you cross the line I don't complain about the cost of life Con Ed go ahead turn off the lights Landlord go ahead hike up the rent I'll be sitting in the dark til' I'm sleeping on a bench But I can't see stars Light pollution My solution Pull the plug Hack the system Plant a bug Give it all back to the plants and bugs No, I'm kidding I like being warm I'm like soap in the eye of the storm And been going full speed since the day I was born I'm worn out and point out you're addicted to porn So whatchu gonna do? Dag Say "too bad," get a new doodad? Or try to evolve? Put it on the album Problem solved I got blue whales on my coattails Yelling out "hell yeah" without fail Won't make a mountain out a molehill Oh well I'll be in the hotel ripping off toenails Been going hard, go more hard Ask cashiers can I use the store card Big bard on the boulevard Blowing up the scorecard every other four bars No bruise on my nads Mostly 'cause I recognize news is ads Never been in the type of shape for how the b-boys dance So I just kick back lamping in my b-boy stance Funk warrant a bath I hate to fight I love to laugh I make the heat Delete the trash I take the wheat And leave the chaff Rule with a iron fist Peep environments I enrich No side if I'm not convinced I admit I insist Won't speak the jive I'm so woke I'm sleep deprived Opera phantoms are fans of mine My jeep backseat seat a fam of five Breath and stop When I make popcorn all the kernels pop I'm so efficient I'm science fiction brought to fruition, yeah Who Sent You? Who Sent You? Who Sent You? Who sent you? Who sent you? Who sent you?