eggs florentine

top dollar

holler if you got it

since the rottweiler

i been making solid head nodders

shiiit

how 'bout it? modest and methodic

would it be a problem that i never graduated college?

kiiid

ha! got 'em. kinda like sada-dem

they shot 'em

spot 'em

coming out the garden

with his momma

kiiids

hippopotamus

pot i got is awesome

blossom

crossing the pollination of ryan gosling

beat and coughing

swimming with the dolphins

talking like i'm mr. marinate but that'd be jargon

use your noggin bobby

this is my preorgative

ask if i'm the nicest and you'll get a bunch of bobbleheads

follow this

unexpected journey

on some hobbit shit

all around the world

in your city bet i'm rockin' it

take a nice drop straight from sucassin

they gass my spass

breaka breaka sirchu blacka

knock around the block

kill a knicker bocker

spittin' realer hip-hop

but listen to joe cocker

and hypocrisy

either you a sprinter or a jogger

if it's ninth grade

kid you'd be locked inside your locker

yeah

knock knock

father of the rock get me out of this

you don't like the roth you're a communist

unrealistic flow

business-minded as aristocrats

hungry as like gimme yo lunch remember that

niggas slang crack like the family can't get killed from that

think they ready for beef and never read nutrition facts

college cut a nigga the price of all that tuition whack

with a grand heel

like a nigga bringing the pistols back

and i'm right on target with topics

bringing precision back

everything you see artificial i'm bringing vision back

that's on my honor

i'm giving you coke

more so than tijuana

she older than me but you buy her flowers i see you want her

don juan a quarterback to all you pom pommers

how you gon' harm a terminator you ain't john connor

boy

i'm sorry that's just the writer in me

could also be that boiled blood line that's probably in me

and if you like a bag and she with me that's probably fendi

but it was probably a gift and she gave it to me and missed it

keeping soul round me

crack the window light the reefer

bro i need to vent

got some things up on my mental that i need to flip

seems i can't repent

now haunt me when i'm bent

i felt like i'm a saint

so mama feel like i'm heaven sent

and crispest thoughts that i deciphered into verses

some days i'm feeling worthless

i know i got a purpose

and i know i'm supposed to be here just trying to scratch the surface

these songs will make utilizing the talent i was birthed with

missed from the purple haze fogging up my brain

bathin' ape camo'd down like i'm major payne

in london coolin' out high and up with james

with a team of british ducks whilin' out like i'm bombay

dog

i know about light

spent weeks out in europe thrice times

i mean what i say

who else do i need to persuade that i'm one of the illest niggas spittin' today

queens we in the building