[Intro: C-Rayz Walz]
Yo, what's down? Yo, I'm concentrating on ignoring sh**. Know'm saying? Yo, where you just coming back from not going? Nah, nah, for real, you know what time it's not? Yo, hypodermically inverted. This is my man [?]
[Verse 1: C-Rayz Walz]
I'm not new to this—I'm true to this—f** foolishness!
The buddha mist got you pussies open like a uterus
So strange and plain like thought without the brain
Fire without the flame, mad tracks without the train
So what's the dell? (What?) Oh, I mean, "What's the deal?"
Or tell me how you felt—better yet, how you feel
I'm hot and cold, old—at the same time, cla**ic
Eatin' so much hot sauce, I piss acid and burn ba*tards
On purpose, I invert this
Deep but still can't get past the surface
I'm worshipped—still, in all, I'm worthless
I'm so rich, I'm broke b**h—now quote this
You could be Janet Jackson or Janet Jackme
But all a ho can ask me is "What time is it daddy?"
You couldn't go One D if this was D One
See, son? I fight evil gins—f** Seagram (Seagram)
[Hook: C-Rayz Walz] (x2)
Rhyme doublin', Swiss account bank bubblin'
My team huddlin', spit rounds—you start coverin'
I'm for rumblin', jugglin', shine mine
Hustlin' when adrenaline going out just to get in
[Verse 2: C-Rayz Walz]
I'm surrounded by the earth cause I'm shinin' son
When I see a knife I'm like, "Yeah, aight. Where's the gun?"
You say, "Take a walk to the store." I start to run
Goin' straight to the top—"understand where I'm comin' from?"
I'm soon to bust—oh, I mean, "soon to burst"
Search the universe. My verse like the black hole's outskirts
I'm so perfect—at the same time, worthless
Eyeing the prize—when I get it, will I deserve it?
Rights of pa**age versus knights of savage
Dark damp rusty nails with clamps to the amp
No return once you in it
Orange juice flow Maid in a Minute
Walk the head like hats in court
Blast hip hop shots like gun sport
And give 'nough thoughts to mad sh** that never enter my mind
Quickly taking my time
Walking crooked in a straight line
Broke the weak links and herded through the grape vine
[Hook: C-Rayz Walz] (x2)
Rhyme doublin', Swiss account bank bubblin'
My team huddlin', spit rounds—you start coverin'
I'm for rumblin', jugglin', shine mine
Hustlin' when adrenaline going out just to get in
[Verse 3: C-Rayz Walz]
I'm the MC in the club that stole your Source magazine
Took your tip from the bar and splashed the whole scene
Visions of me f**ing fat chicks on linguine
Nuttin' fast, flashed, then disappearing like a genie
Get head from a midget, juggle six smoke bombs
Under the sprinkler system in the US Pentagon
Like acid on p**y, I bubble skins
I'm attracted to sisters with big lips and double chins
Trouble ends when the pen hits the paper, then
I'm in executive fashion like masturbation in a skyscraper
My tongue spit impact with more force than gun clips
All these lame n***as in the game yellin' they run sh**
Flows cross the border of combat and slaughter
So extreme, I could drown your whole team with a drop of water
[Hook: C-Rayz Walz] (x2)
Rhyme doublin', Swiss account bank bubblin'
My team huddlin', spit rounds—you start coverin'
I'm for rumblin', jugglin', shine mine
Hustlin' when adrenaline going out just to get in