Sammi Shyne & Kavi - Wonderland Lyrics

Is that Kavi?
Das that n*gga Kavi!
Dat Double S?
Das that mothaf*ckin Double S!

Friday freak show like it's Astro
Cartoons wit the cereal on Saturday
We just hanging high like it's acrobat
Bat, bat, bat it up
I Beat it like it's batting day
Knock it out the park, I need a spark
Only light I saw
Was blunted amber in the dark
Now a nigga shyning
Rhyming random acts of art
Ain't no one you finding
Who could take it all apart
Had the pieces from the start
Thuggin like I'm Pac no crease
How I step real G
Not the type to talk real grease
They ain't slick like me
Suckas stay clear
Hope the homies stay free
Sorry playa don't mind me
Ya the dope real reef
Hidden in the leaf
Kickin back like Rock Lee
I was shy, now I'm Shyne in the town right
Young bull, like a Chi-Town Chief
Fresh blood on the canvas
Have ya favourite rapper
On a long white tee
When ya take my photo make it candid
Get my good side wit the whole fit neat
On her good side but she freak bad, real bad
So I'm goin max, like I'm real mawd
Real mad
Then I sun you niggas on the daily
Real dad
Dark skin but he grind white boy
Real rad

Jumped off the roller coaster hot stock
825 my watch, clock
Shop on the rise non-stop
Put it on block
Put it on knock, knock
Knock, knock
Feelin froggy, hop
Tryna be hip witcho cheddar bob bop ass
Head ass n*gga sayin that you really pop
Guess ya shooter flopped
You can chop loud
While I chop it wit the Gods
Plug seen me go against odds
Leave the thunda man real shocked
Go getta don't get got
Mo chedda cheese, mo cop
Whole lot, no trap
Whip smelling top notch
King of the hill in the dot
Word to Baka
I ain't wit the long talk, less It's top rock
Say less, n*gga top boss
Arab n*gga whole floss
Homie lookin like Ladin
I was breaking borders on the pattern
OT for the chips it was calling
Like the rang, gotta have it
In the valley brought in 2 Saturns
Baby you can have the whole planet
Maybe 2, what it do
Ah what it do
Throw a carnival for the Mac
When he coming home
Ya I'm coming through
Matter fact, keep it on the low
I just wanna ride slow
No roof or windows, life in the coupe
Mo wind blow, picking up who?
Oh you know
On ya where to?
Oh, who knows?
Damn, fly high cause we been low
Kids on the move, so we in flow
They say you the truth
And them boys say yooo
Gyal say it's true
So you better been known