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[Verse 1:
All the fellas go ape shit, when I spit the boiling
Plus I put it down for the ladies a toilet seat
I destroy the beat, the one that E
Then we do a high five and get

Big Wax and DFD, my name abbreviated
are rated R bars, all of y'alls are PG rated
Elevated high like someone us with pixie dust
Catch us at a college town, on a dixie cup

Sick as fuck and is how my vocal flow is
Inspired by crazy of thought, I got locomotives
I know you noticed I flow the coldest
When me and DFD team we steamroll opponents

The soul of Otis and the heart of Lennon
Just a couple playboys with a of blonde women
The South Korean Dean, the Cuban Dean Martin
Any human being starting shit is soon to be a

This ain't Batman and
It ain't Dolce and
This ain't and Obama
You go and ask your momma for a clue
who
This Sherlock and Watson
OJ and Johnnie
and John Stockton
Holla if you got a with it too
who

[Verse 2:
My verses all proper
Turn the hipster to a Wal-Mart shopper
You ain't fresh, from concentrate
And the thought of rapping is one that you need to contemplate

We rock the place and the ceiling collapsing
Any party that we throw you it's finna be cracking
All you biting styles and identity jacking
There's ten of mes and ten of these Waxes

I leave mentally trapped in states of fear and self-loathing
Feeling so small they probably fit in elf clothing
As for me, I'm a man
rock it til the death like the Titanic band

Wearing hammer pants you couldn't touch this kind of ruckus
We're the type of fuckers throwing punches at your function
up these rappers like some double mint gum
Spending at a strip club using government funds

[Verse 3:
With mother fuckers I just don't associate
I ain't mad at 'em I hope they don't procreate
gets no love, only hate
Then a kobe steak, they get slowly ate

Check the trophy case, you can tell we never
Our videos get box office numbers, you get views
Scrooge money, racking up the revenue
All we got is headbangers, like them heavy dudes

You need to tell whoever's revving you up they need to pump the
You couldn't spit my ad libs in hundred takes
Don't yourself up, we all make dumb mistakes
You just make more anybody else fucking makes

The guys that you love to hate, puffing dank, drink
to party hard the night before another working day
The dynamic duo, better act you know
Two mother fuckers ranked uno