i do too i aint no muthafuckin fool
i don't strait have to know you just to control you
i just put a little quarter in the slo-slot
yes i got what i gotta got hip-hip-hop its on top
yes we don't stop the movement
you know we choose it
we aint gon loose it you loose kid
you need to go back mabye write a track
mabye go write a note i dont care just go focus
your hopeless you know this (yes you do uh)
i blaze with the boys then we plays with our toys
we make little noise that'll make the middle moist
its that inner voice that'll take away the choice
it rocks like the blocks and rolls like the royce
there's need to jump for joyce or kriss kross
you can eat my dick sauce when i get pissed off
like unguided urinatian and i'm the elimnation
with wastin your patients with bass on vaction
erase it replace it dont trace it who hates it
i takes it i makes it creates it who fakes it
with indoor mentality i'm all in your falicys
like calories or the treasury up in our saleries
batteries who needs em
powered by ryhmes with reason
my minds right but the times like my hind sight its finite
but this is some bull shit pussy like a tulip
make you do a full flip strait trip wait paint drip
this aint shit fullfill your fate with with a face lift
i was banished see me vanish with no way to trace it
im so close i can taste it this cake taste amazin
