I'm drivin' a hearse full of bikini-clad girls Doin' donuts on your drum circle, welcome to Cex world ? Check your cerebellum at the door No admittance if you thinkin' you MC SAT Score B-more, Maryland, we servin' up essential medicine Bright pink sweatsuits and Timberlands Women grin when we comin', hungry for what we give to them While you check the internet, eat all your mom's ? And get grounded All this shoot a gift horse in the mouth sh** Sources even say I'm better than Bentino's album Check me on the cover, smiling, not scowling 'Cause I know rappers like to pick a figure of Calvin, shouting Your girl loves my style, talk sh** and can't back it up Never win a fight, but I've got the Cex stamina Your girl loves my style, talk sh** and can't back it up Never win a fight, but I've got the Cex stamina To handle her, she's ? like an amateur I've got the G-spot like others got gramaher And a handlebar moustache
You tough rappers bust fast But I must laugh cause you got a ziploc nutsack I see through, see you watchin' TV with your weak crew, how do you expect us to believe you? All your insults are the same You're high, we're gay But you tape Frasier if you play out On a Thursday, plus I heard your girl say Your girl loves my style, talk sh** and can't back it up Never win a fight, but I've got the Cex stamina Your girl loves my style, talk sh** and can't back it up Never win a fight, but I've got the Cex stamina And a camera to document my exploits Worldwide, I explore different country s** noise Plus language barriers, areas'll get noise Drain 'em like the batteries in ? s** toys ? like walking brains when they say I'm one-dimensional Like my sh** better if I kept it inaccessible So I have to show them the testicles and turn the beat up just a couple more decibels Singing at the funeral for all you boring pessimists