I'm strictly on your anus Shit is not the as I'm cosmic On People call me for that I'm fat like the records from 'big On the boombap, I like treesap Tight, right, c-4 plastic When limbs and arms struggle the bomb Shit gets I'm strictly No to say more I got the goofy-lookin' when they call Themselves so Now industry sells the weak and plastic Lyrically, they show buttcheeks like it's pornographic whore your ego catched it On your first contract, grabbed the and dashed it You're fake, second-rate skills, no scruples to it Styles that like a bad case of gingivitus You got the best gimmick, the 'instapumpinflater' I'm shack-attack reebok, run the floor on you With
Dresscode, Everybody's tryin' to hide it me how to Dresscode, I don't dress to impress but I'm With ricochet raps, you get your vest
in the city Grab a coke and take Got a of flavor, seldom savored like Yo hops, baby pop, you in the mccoy zone is not the toyz-, the boyz-, but the destroyzone So you're fullgrown, for that accident prone My rap penetrates like uvb through since I started, sorta off guard to shit/ offguarded Learned that pioneers seldom get rewarded I persevere when gets money-orientated Dig the crates, stealth, with rapwealth, Release, and get 8 a week I peak, like beatles on acidtrips Revolutionary, the year '66 Kinda queer to see them snatchin' titles, call Grand Like yack I rock proud, release my mortal Your grungetrash, style is outdated Like that bellbotom, jheri curl, time to get
Dresscode,
If rap was crack, I'd be a If a whack was sex, I'd stay celibate Should I say orthodox on the say, what do I rock ? No style dressed like sis and get dropped What I do, you see, what I say, it's what you do Next day celeb, other day look Funky dope maneuvers make a rapper look and silly Crack egos the cracks in liberty bell from philly Scorin' points, the ruler, who has won ? Rockets from houston, like took apart robinson of moves to prove it's not the pants that's saggin' Put the belt so tight, g-funkers choke on You sneak-a-peek more than at a knocker/footlocker You must be outta-yo-rocka, to the bucks and try to duck a Style that's dieharder with a willis, I'm the illest, on the cheesy, no resemblance With
Dresscode,