(Uncle Lupe) Alright time to go to sleep (Hey Lupe) (Can you please tell us a story?) Ugh, it's man Okay, okay, check this out, listen
1] Cold killer, bold old Bold as a with the thickness Old as yellow in a Chevrolet with a stick shift The story goes his mother left him on a step First was out the front door then the first left Down the block to the spots where the kept Thirty years later got a [?] caper To shoot up the and scheme Plot, broken all to two rounds of scotch A means now and we too down to stop Say ya got enough round for two cops Military grade, these things shoot round the Shh threat, The dame hang out like chains round the neck He seen her before, her face don't connect No, so it on the low, go [?] by the arm Looks right into the cause these be the charms Sheba, King Tut [?] Tied to a chair burned by [?] [?] well up to run clubs in the [?] The room smells like fresh hand made He recognized the of real big [?] [?] known for bad news when his cash rules Are you familiar with the of the cashews? As he the needle up to the light bulb White girls into [?], he stands up to the window and jumps Aim for the pool... The impact from almost split him in half Voice the past asks did he enjoy the bath Laughs his arm in a cast, hold up
Never it seems, everybody wanna be seen On the of a magazine Everybody want big Everybody big dreams want bling bling Everybody wanna be the Everybody sings Everybody big thing In the of kings and pyramid schemes It's never what it seems, everybody wanna be On the cover of a wanna sip lean Everybody want a big Everybody want bling want C.R.E.A.M Everybody have a team Everybody be the king want a big scheme in the land of pyramid schemes
2] As he tried to do the math with the fed The contract states from here upon your The at the bar is an underworld star Settling on [?] with Zanzibar Your on the list, kitsch A hundred million dollars worth of high grade Tuna, Tokyo cartels worlds biggest A bout a schooner off the coast of Montezuma They say you slit the throat of a known Kahuna Then the boat and fled into the Dunya hated more than a Kahlua pig at a Jumu'ah They want head on a platter, not right now but sooner I got you a .45 and a tuner Wait, wait I've never been to Rica And it all comes back Just as Smearcom with a ninja star in his head like Then they slowly the room I a .45, the ninja stars resume I catch in the [?] and answer them with a blast, blow more shots for good measure Only exit is another window, whatever Short to the roof of the car Then I get in left arm, covered in ninja Then a zero to a hundred real quick Look around the car for something to kill with Lamborghini headlights in the real Parisian streets not meant to veer through Especially with one hand I let go to shoot but the gun jams Mitsubishi not built to Lambs So gaining raining Rear view explodes from aiming Arm paining, draining, pains for the Louvre Drive right through the pyramid with dope moves A shook from the landing through the Louvre in a rally car with great handling Was at the Lisa Stop the car right in front of [?] have a Press play on the radio, from the speaker Says get to and take an ad out in the daily Politika says for a good time call this Ecuador slash Venezuelan chica Next day at the airport meeted by a greeter who looks Corsican but A older wearing Michael Jordan sneakers But I follow the 1995 S Class, in the back is a dead man who's car I just crashed Smearcom's alive, audience now wonders how Smearcom Let not be hurt, he taps a metal plate in his head from his Afhganistan work What Visine for red retinas, what else you expect from head [?] Ex-lecturer, at [?], the dean too So now I'm hecker-lers, everywhere Now Smearcom's on the team, so down for the scheme
1] (The final in the incredible [?] saga) (Smearcom's back!)
3] Now it's time to this, getting too late for international syndicates To which the driver reveals his won't end well, he pulls out a gun aims and says (Damn you all to hell!)
2] (Wait, what Uncle Lupe what's going on?) Go to (But what I don't understand) (Please finish the please) over You asked for a story I you one it, just take it (This is the worst story ever) Bye
4] [?] saga, Smearcom is You really that he would go out like that? under attack, MAC under the back...
3] I'm just playing, it's over Hope you all it, man Its the end of the Thank man Height two thirty, Yeah Shout to DJ You how we do Uhh Uhh hah
Scott up you thought I couldn't do this no more, huh? Bogglin'