(Jesus) Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, hell Yeah, yeah, hell Yeah, yeah,
Froze over, when you you could hold Yoda With flows than the first sold cold soda Grow more for my bros those rojo Them cincos are at it again, blow I am Iron Mike, back in the day My iron height, defiant flight Try and bite, like a razor in a candy A taser and a jammy By a with the family shackles Laboring a man he's I get angry, I sip bombs (chea!) on rich lawn I was brought up and Christian I studying Chrislam (Chea!) That's not a thing so I place this In your chicks Give her something to kiss on 'Till I spit one to her lip (Chea!) been rhyming since Reagan in politics Polished it got a big wallet where all of my dollars sit To the wall is split, I gotta sick the casa, your god exists 'Cause a lot of chicks holler "Mr. Chopper hot as shit"
They say I'm the at what I do me it's 5, 4, 3, and 2 Sometime I think all gum bumpin' So I tell them all to put on somethin' Sriracha, I put on everything Sriracha, I put that on Sriracha, I put that on Sriracha, I put on everything
Yeah, I guess I'm supposed to with that fast flow Woo! I guess I'm to come with that gas flow But no, I'mma spit it, I'mma get it good Wish you would tell me what I do I know, hit the door Uh, yeah, feel like I been before Maybe I have but I fuck with it Hit 'em a semiautomatic, watch 'em duck with it Speaking on lyrical Everybody in my vicinity they mind like Kennedy I got no love for the enemy, somebody tell me the I'm like good, been fine Tell me what's on your mind, rewind this My is beyond this shit I put that on everything, I'm just being honest, So what's up, up Tech I'm sorry for the hold up but I on the road Should have had this to your ass a long time ago When I put that on everything, I had a minute to myself But I been living like I ain't see tomorrow I ain't on no wealth I been living good, I been fine Pass the Sriracha, I put shit on all of mine Busting like Columbine combined with a mind That's been confined in four for some time
They say I'm the best at I do me it's 5, 4, 3, and 2 Sometime I think they all gum So I tell them all to put that on Sriracha, I put on everything Sriracha, I put that on Sriracha, I put that on Sriracha, I put that on
Sriracha, the flavor We gotcha, even haters us These choppers invade the then blocker Disintegrating chakra eager to off ya You can bet we doin' it proper When I put the in a fully with a hoodie Ain't nobody gonna us, nobody gon' top us We leave 'em no option, leave 'em with no conscience Leave 'em with no oxygen, leave 'em no problem And though I could see what they watchin' TV with a DVD, I can When I see street shockin' Easy if it be then I just eat beats And I'm Eazy-E, I eat like I'm EBT shopping Credit Max, bend the bars back Fuck your hoe, get and all that Run in your and bring your whore back Sever your and dead the doormat Who got the to the rented Corvette catch me, I'm the man in all black I been a nice chap Catman on crack Fuck that, I nice way before that Can't ignore that, you can try But you gon' end up next to I'm that pen that wrote the I'm on your like vitiligo for the moment, I hit the high note Someone let Elton John know Tell the I'm Hect Camacho With a priest and the Pentecostal Why you niggas wiggidy wack, gettidy get in the back With a umbilical patch, in the middle of the track None of y'all niggas can act so y'all niggas are Come and get it again, fuckin' a bitch in the me your moment to fall, I'm gonna fit in the car I can do than yours, I can be ready to brawl I can be shattered and all, nobody to be hard be ready for war, tell me who ready for more
They say I'm the best at I do me it's 5, 4, 3, and 2 Sometime I they all gum bumpin' So I tell all to put that on somethin' Sriracha, I put that on Sriracha, I put on everything Sriracha, I put that on Sriracha, I put on everything