Cold Cheese. Cold Cheese. Cold Cheese. Cold Cheese
[Verse 1: ELMNT]
5 star general Attack of the Clones
Sick of waiting for ba*tards to pa** the baton
This the last time you'll pull a fast one like I was casted into stone
Get your sub par cla** pa**ed out
Shaq and Malone for talking out your a**
Smack half the management for marketing that trash
Jogging around these jacka**es and damsels in distress
If this is rap at it's best then it's pa**ed its ex-piration
It should be kept out these blogs and ca**ettes
Instead of stacking them back on the shelves
Because these label a** telling a** fable a** execs
Got stable a** changin' what I came and that's to rep
Resent I gotta slave just to stabilize the rent
For digging up in the crates trying to labelize my set
Because I've been penning raps since pendant caps
And chaps and Benetton slacks and top hats were fashion
The harder raps and felon acts and selling packs with gats
To men in black fans and transactions
Living the life full of lies and deceit
And quotas and nine to fives in disguise as a peak (?) it's cla**ic
They say I'm Illmatic in the attic
These mannequins better pray to the Vatic before I turn dramatic
And giving b**hes the adios
This audio system is adio it's out of yo' cla**
Cold Cheese. Cold Cheese. (5 star generals and all that) Cold Cheese. Cold Cheese
[Verse 2: Brandon Dramatic]
Uh
Finally we're going, rhymer seeks performance
Frost upon the audience their eyes appear the coldest
Rhymer's here to warm them
By that I mean open minds
I need to focus Acai drinks and closed sets
Try to be a door hinge
Walking down the street I saw some brighter ninjas orange
A trice (?) and me behold them
Nouns appear enormous, recycle bin, light post hiding in the foliage try to be unknown then
Strike on me, they're hopeless, rhymer be the dopest
They tire me I'm bored kids, flights that leave you board them
I ride the beat like horses, by that I mean Trojan
Try to sneak in fortress, by the evening throats split
No the Eagle toast them
At the funeral families crying leave some roses
Rivalry makes no sense, so rhymer's freeze in motion
Rhymer rigor mortis
Try and peek my souls kicks
My Adidas so sick
Ride the reason bros get
Fiery when those head private speakers blow techs
Why you need to know? just
Try to be supportive
Piracy is bogus
Pirate me and boats tip
Finally you notice rhymer be the dopest
Writing genius quotes like five of me had wrote this
Finally I don't split, finally I'm ghosting
Then I'm in a rage like you finding me with Roshin
Why my pizza cold, b**h?
Cold Cheese. (Drama) Cold Cheese. (Say...) Cold Cheese. (what? where we at, man?) Cold Cheese. (T.O, know what I'm saying?)
[Verse 3: Rage Roshin]
Rugged
Why my pizza cold, b**h?
Flow so eloquent, oh so intelligent
Flipping through the pages of penguins, puffins and pelicans
Well read gentleman, catch him on the television
Sitting next to Ellen DeGeneres, David Letterman
It's dope, who's selling it?
Notes to Self in this b**h
Ever since slightly greys turned yellowish
Take your girl, it's not personal, no etiquette
When we up in bed and the denims over her head
I be the 5 star general, 3 star chef I'm gonna dice your vegetables
Slice your metal, man
Closets got skeletons, rooms got elephants
I be out on tour with Babu or Evidence
I'm with the platoon, we on tour my regiment
Is NTS and I'm the boombox president
Yeah, my sh**'s thorough, that's why I roll around with Louis
Like I'm Ella Fitzgerald just to prove my relevance
Hella bent, must of hit the L again, elevated
Hello, this Rosh be the real rap delegate
Mac Miller Vanilli your flows sound delicate
All funky h*mo, not enough Del in it
OK, player, I be down with Element
On that tea kettle, hot, crying on the element
R&R Charizard fire is the element
Don't f** with me when I am in my element
Cheese. Cold Cheese. Cold Cheese. Cold Cheese. Cold Cheese