The flow is towin' precision as a trim All big letters but it no acronym Smack the thin grin off the chin for crack DDT the bar, leave the track back broken
grown men doing business with Anglo-Saxon 'em Lacking swing but that banjo's so as the wax spin axes in the wind, pretend it's just a pen See if you can 'em in
Tense, met your men on a in, sensed this is tense The wheels off then it's the end Don't get in villain always been real genuine ballskin
Not to call the crowd out just a few chumps And you know who you are like a out Place them in your loud mouth and taste them like a
Waste of space, face hastily, bow out Disappear, and disappear again Villain knot his hair no Afro-American If that's the case he be a headed African
Takin' all the and jetted astro-travellin' a man into a mannequin for Affleckin' And tough actin', tin actin', bluff jacking He wears a mask so you dodge his face Each and every race could the bass
In a place to be, believe the hyperbole It's like a murder spree get sniped And in the head with lead pipe languages For cred leave 'em for dead and angro-snitch
The slanks it was the guy in the glasses Who to help the people with they minds in they asses And trippin' get a grip like Spalding walls is thin feel genuine ballskin