Mind， Body， and Soul - Opio

Mind, Body, And Soul - Opio
Yeah you know my crew is thick
Makin chicks go buckwild and act a lunatic
I'm not a fugitive hit me on my voodoo bip
On the Hiero bus smoking out the hookah wit
Hydro bazooka sh*t blowing out your mucus membrane
Yeah you can spit game but who can explain
How your woman in Spain with Miguel
Well his real life don't match the stories he tell
Pedalling propaganda wearer of the handcuffs
In a plastic cell look straight for the camera
From Atlanta to Havana they broadcastin Channel Zero
I'm in your ear though sort of like a black antenna
I throw my hand up body electric
Receive God's blessings how I stay protected
Protected protected
This is protected
Nowadays young boys have to handle the fifth
Like John Hannibal Smith put the ammo in the clip
Catch you in a alleyway blam you in the rear
Run up in your crib go gorilla on your family
And it ain't about a rap song
They do it for the cash homes
What comes around goes around
You might catch one if you own this town
And that's well known so hold it down
When you try to blame hip-hop for who gets shot
I point my finger at the President it's his fault
No amount of Harvard slick talk can pick apart that one
Delinquents on the ave know what's happening uh
I throw my hand up body electric
Receive God's blessings how
I stay protected protected protected
This is protected
Resisting as a seminal for centuries and evermore
Spit it in a metaphor get it at your record store
Let's make it crystal clear listen here
Blood spilled on the battlefield or she'd in a tear
Recharge reshape then reappear
Then reformulate before we commandeer
It's the renaissance from Portau Prince
To in the Bronx
And back to Oakland the wheels in motion
We coasting thunderfoot like a Clydesdale
Rumble young man rumble
I'll put your lights out
Opio be grooving like Manchito and the Afro Cubans
And that's cool then
TMass power moving
I throw my hand up body electric
Receive God's blessings how I stay protected
Protected protected
Protected
I expand like the verbal supercluster
So who could muster
The force of impact from my point of attack
Live third rail on the subway track
I'm in the tunnel like the Moleman
With more plans to go back
To flows that expose Acknickulous skill
Not mass appeal or abs of steel
Or apple bottom like the a** on Beverly Peel
I appreciate celebrity status it's all real
But it's more about the cats
In the lab and with no deal
Who keep the fully auto verses single action ideal
Yeah Hiero oh they straight culture merchants we kill
So throw your hands in the air
Let the truth be revealed
Yeah body electric protected protected
This is protected
This this this this is protected
This is protected
This this this this is protected