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    "Divine Intervention" Lyrics

    Mr. Complex

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    [Mr. Complex]
    In a minute I'ma intervene on the internet
    You want to enter the mind from closer, to intercom
    And dot com for Complex styles
    Plus how it mold ya skull
    Ask Moulder and Skully from the X-Files
    Those wild-asses broke into my crib, lookin for clues
    Went through my rhyme books, I thought they were crooks
    So I beat 'em like they stole somethin
    I'm tired of shit - I told 'em for the umpteenth time
    You can't battle me with my own rhyme
    He said "Yo ya rhymes just so phat!"
    I said "Ya don't know what phat is" - He said "No diggity"
    He kept begging me, I tryed to figure how he,
    know so much on this topic
    Just then I noticed Ebonics 1 hanging out his pocket
    I said "What's that in your pocket?"
    He said "Getcha hands out my pocket"
    His chin was slow so I socked it
    He fell back and pulled out a gat, and pointed it at
    And rata-tat-tat - And Skully screamed no
    Just then I knew I had fractions of a second just to kick a flow
    But yo, the shots missed
    You can blame it on the rhyme invention...
    Or divine intervention

    [woman harmonizing]

    [Complex over harmonizing]
    Divine intervention...
    Divine intervention...
    I mentioned attention to the scene
    I come across the forces that intervene
    Left in suspension..
    Is it the rhyme or divine intervention

    [Mr. Complex]
    Red pillow, eyes heavy, droopin, they're closin, I'm comfy
    I'm driftin, dozin, expand, Sandman, dreamland
    I'm havin visions of improvisin on the mic
    The audience is risin to huge heights
    You should see how they screamin,
    it's like I'm runnin 'em over with a truck
    What the what? The record's causin a ruckus
    I bust back with the word, the word provoked the herb
    The herb provoked the verb, the dream broke when I hit the curb
    Whoa, I can't distinguish my dreams from the real
    I'm not even in bed, I'm sittin up behind the steering wheel
    I gotta stop this goin two days without sleep
    I'm takin in two lanes, then I hear two beeps
    I keep on 'cause I'm only minutes from my crib - I struggle all my might,
    but it's all over when I pull up to the red light
    Last thing I recall was makin a left on the conduit to Rocker Way
    Thought I could do it 'cause I was a block away
    I gave it my best, never-the-less, I blacked out..
    The scene I tried to act out 'cause I don't know how I got home
    Was it the rhyme I was kickin off the dome?
    Or was it I was just never alone?
    Never alone.. never alone..

    [woman harmonizing]

    [Complex over harmonizing]
    Divine intervention...
    Divine intervention...
    I mentioned attention to the scene
    I come across the forces that intervene
    Left in suspension..
    Is it the rhyme or divine intervention

    Divine intervention.....
    This song was submitted on November 21st, 2013 and last modified on October 18th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd..
    Written by Corey Roberts, Troy Donald Jamerson.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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