Hot Spittable

The High & Mighty

Intro:



Girl: Soon you'll have a band



Mr. Eon: It's just my voice and this hand



Girl: That's what hip hop was and still stands



Eon: What



Girl: Soon you'll have a band



Eon: It's just my voice and this hand



Girl: That's what hip hop was and still stands



Eon: Cause



Girl: We don't have a band



Eon: It's just my voice and this hand



Girl: That's what hip hop was and still stands



Girl: We don't have a band



Eon: It's just my voice and this hand



Girl: That's what hip hop was and still stands




Verse 1:



Death to the mic, Starbuck's on arrival



Raised in Illadel where I wrecked the recital



Introduced Jack Daniels to Mary Jane



Now they dating in my body, shit ain't the same



Your petty thinking cat need training like Amtrak



Can't stand that, need to abandon that



Catch a random violent act, over a phantom track



With zoot suits and Hammer pants, we ain't wearin' that



Swearin' that they nice, when I'm vastly, more nasty



Trashy, trying to be all cute and dashing



To alien crafts, I'm unabductible



My visionary path is unobstructible



With the dope we on, Ma look like a Pokemon



Arsenic laced lyrics that you choking on



Catch my illest tale up on story boards



Like my latest smorgasbord with 40 whores




Chorus:



High & Mighty nicest, too hot spittable



Mr. Eon's frequency's untrasmittible



Come around the way, we don't act hospitable



Can't see us, so on stage we invisible



(Repeat)




Verse 2:



Killed Billy Blanks with Tae-Bo, puffin' hydro



But guess what kids?, I wasn't even high though



A thousand thirty words c