My new resolution, persist to end all wack MC confusion To break in half, their rhymes be like illusion My Lootpack's the group that cause Likwit Fusion mic check 1 but can't get with 2's
And I take levels of the treble embrace the And grab a of the steel and come face to face mortals coming through portals yabbin' at the lip Even if ass was Asian, they still couldn't flip
old lyrical, my spiritual rhymes be physical Kickin' metaphorical, my style's better for a cool brother to say he saw me in an article
I hear rumors but yo, it's hard to cool Wild Child down I don't clown, I just come forth kicking that sound I give props with my Crew MC's I rock with I unlock styles like
am I weededed, I don't have to smoke, yeah, weededed Every time you say a freestyle, you must be I never it, I don't have to smoke a blunt to get pepped up
off, Lootpack set it off to wreck ya band The only smoke you ever see, Wild Child get be hand I've non-freestylin' MC's, they get me bored My exhibit I'm the rhythmic dyslexic Lord
Wild Child, to most people as Cracker Jack Your style got no like licorice that be black I'm offending when I bending men Coming forth with 100 adrenaline
It's not my fault when I come hip hop from my heart I get pissed when wack MC's step up and my art Props to CDP Crew's, East, respect My style or I'ma get your tape and eject
we weededed, yo, an MC who gets weededed Every time you say a freestyle, you be weededed I never needed it, I don't to smoke a blunt to get pepped up Ask when you weededed, are you an MC who gets weededed? Only a true MC, unless ass is weededed, I never needed it
Hello, hey yo, hey yo, hey yo, Mr. Yes that's my name, son, what's the Come through to my so you can enhance my verb All right with me, lounge with me, make rhymes tight Now, you've been rapping for a
Yes, yes, I'm This is a mind most wack MC's be in Thinking they can smoke a blunt and become an MC The way I see things see things clearly Making like Lootpack rocks yearly
Mr. Herb, yes, I need your opinion, my a blur Hey yo, smoke with me and I'll make rhyme's slur How's that? I'll call my homeboy, his Sherm He'll fill you in, before you know your memory's short
And you'll be like, I can crunch any And I have the illest case of so please keep, right Doing what you're doin', enhancin' my The only time I see you is with vision
I'm weededed, are you an MC who gets weededed? Every time you say a freestyle, you be weededed I never it, I don't have to smoke a blunt to get pepped up Ask yourself one time when you
All you wack who get weededed time you say a freestyle, you be weededed I never needed it, I don't have to smoke a to get pepped up