Emilious - Wild Style Lyrics

Yo, what's up, y'all
So, like, yeah, here's the story on this one
I'm like, what's crackin'
What y'all doin'
I'm out in Albuquerque bein' human
I just had a couple drinks last night
And I hadn't had any in a couple months
I woke up, I wrote some crazy shit, yo
So, here it is

Yo
Uh, I saw a vampire
Where? Wolf
He looked damn tired
I roll like the Michelin man
Tread on me like a mill
Tryna stack a mill of daffodils
Your raps lack appeal
I used to peel the time-release coating off the pill
Don't trip
I don't eat banana pills
Pills
Pills bury
Dough boy
Go, boy
Make mo' boy
Muy boy
Bobbin' like a buoy, boy
Baba buoy
Yo, I'm so annoyed, in Hanoi
I've never been there
In thin air, I feel fat
Yo, this mirror and this light, they don't love me back
I don't know how to act (acne)
I want you back
I wanna love every crack, every nook
Meat locker full of hooks
That's the chorus
Eatin' Posole
Con
Carne
No clitoris
Im just a tourist
You're a taurus?
No, I'm a Leo
Emilio
Estevez?
Yeah
Mighty like a duck-duck goose
Nah, brah
Don't touch that poose
After caboose
Yeah, I know they're neighbors, but they're not in cahoots
There's a knot in my boots and a snake in my pants
Hey, pretty lady, can I ask you to dance
I used to drink a lot, then I changed plans
Now all I get is Zurich big
Big mountains of shit for my stance
I guess people just can't stand the separation
I still see her on vacation
Or when I'm celebrating
But yo liquor lower my vibration to Satan
How many rotations
Do I need another occasion to kill my cells with libations
I'm good, dawg

I just love creating
Making songs
I'm tired of wasting all of my days
And I'm still fun
Never sucked on my thumb
When I was young like Steve in the 90s, 49ies
And Raiders
Bay Area players
More layers
Less eggs
I beg, for Benedicts
When the homie Raj around, I ain't seen him in a minute
When I win it, I'm a lose it
Did I choose it?
Did it choose me?
If the shoe fits, groovy
I love booty and breasts too
But you know
An individuated soul
That impressed dude
I love teamwork
I love to make that cream burst
I don't really like sugar in
My creamer
I'm not an emotional eater
I'm educated
You said you'd wait if
I promised
My peter wasn't piping
Any popping
Mary Poppins like a dick Van
Dyke in the night
Chitty chitty bang bang
All right
Fog lights
Leave me blind
I miss my Humboldt kind
Man, I just miss that vibe
Motherf*ckers out here in the 505
Pulling guns and knives to survive
Man, Im like, oh lord
Y'all need some time on a surfboard
To humble that pride
The ocean is life
It's Christmas time
We give each other so much plastic
The trash is enough to make me bat shit
Landfill, landfill
I ain't trying to be a downer
But I hate uppers except coffee
And I don't do drugs for nothing
Used to do a lot, but I can't go back
Posterity stare at me unbearably in the mirror
I see the judgments I project upon my loved ones
I pray to be a better man and a husband that you want
Yeah, yeah
Talking to you
Yeah, just, just rocking with my boo
She staring at me like I'm crazy
But it's all good
I'm amazing, son
Peace
Yeah
Love y'all
Yo, I don't know, man
Ups and downs
We all doing it
Just like, you know, I'm here for y'all

Peace
Peace
Peace