[Intro: Fatlip]
Ladies & gentleman
I would like to introduce to you tonight
A very special and intriguing musical experience
The Jazz Liberatorz featuring Fatlib and T-Love

[Verse 1: Fatlip]
Summon old tablets when I burst a verse
I don't know if it's a blessing or somewhat of a curse
Before I spit I get the money first
Rarely do I practice and barely rehearse
Somehow the flow still come out lovely
I guess I'm blessed by the man above me
Liberation, lacin' y'all with the rawness
A dawn of a new era's upon us
We gotta make moves, I paid my dues already
Been doing this since the days of Rocksteady
My resume is heavy
When it comes to dough, you know I'm ready
So rang this orangutan jungle funk
Juggle fun, double chop, rock on the rock star drum
Rock and roll songs belongs to blues singers
So peep the song that I bring ya

[Chorus: Fatlip]
Like ink and feather
Putting thoughts together
Got pen and paper
Can of pops for later
Ain't nothing better
Till it comes together
There's a lot things
Out of range
And over done

[Verse 2: Fatlip]
You from the breed of n***as in need
To bump Hip-Hop all day, smoke weaties and weed
Hopin' you can open up a book and read about
How to succeed you got seeds to feed
Greed, jealousy, envy, hate
Be the sins you commit to put food on the plate
But since I'm the shit fool you got to wait n***a
To eat your meal fool cause I ain't ate
Evaluate to valuate your mental state
It's essential for survival, it's not too late
This all meant you ain't shit and you needs to quit
And everything that you got you was lucky to get
But I'll stay the real me so you can feel me
Still silly and always will be
And if you ever wonder will I ever be serious
Check the rhyme in the chorus just in case you're curious
[Chorus: Fatlip]
Like ink and feather
Putting thoughts together
Got pen and paper
Can of pops for later
Ain't nothing better
Till it comes together
There's a lot things
Out of range
And over done

[Verse 3: T-Love]
So how did T-Love get her gift
It started with a present that was on my list
Well, if not for Christmas from that night
Given a wish that was skill that I use for the writin'
Craft and draft and searching themes
Lurks in pages, works on a saver
Return of the B girl promises
A path and scaff on vlad and 5th mill
A can of pops, I'm ready to bomb
My colors are warm, brought all my caps along
With my fat tip, my brotha Fatlip
We came together when the pair was on a tack trip
So gass the generator we ready to rush
Jazz Liberator, T ready to buss
So break me away a chain
Double from troublesome bubblegum caught
A rocks right now
[Chorus: Fatlip & T-Love]
Like ink and feather
Putting thoughts together
Got pen and paper
Can of pops for later
Ain't nothing better
Till it comes together
There's a lot things
Out of range
And over done

[Outro: T-love]
What do you do, Tony Love & Fatlip
What do you do, I'm more the fat kid
What do you do, Tony Love & Fatlip
What do you do, pick up a fat gift