Produced By: Del the Funky Homosapien
Yeah (4x)
Now check this shit out (4x)
Now this first shit, is about me...
[Verse 1]
When it's time for me to recline
I listen to rhymes and beats in the waves of the spine
To the brain
Relievin' pain & anguish
The stangest arrays make me sway and make my day brighta
The hip hop invita
Write arrive a little soona
Check the soles on my Pumas
My attitude is miserable
Cause in my mind I'm sayin' here's a fool I don't like
I won't strike his ass in the face
I'm blastin' the bass in my headphones
A fool don't have to get his head flown
Why waste time with rhymes?
I get straight to the point
Like I HATE when funk's in the joint
When hip hop is playin'
Threatenin' to spray men
Don't threaten me
Or you won't be able to see
When I gouge ya eyes out
I despise doubt
On your part
Like I won't stab you in your heart
My flow is drastic
Serious, sarcastic
My motto is
Fuuck with me