{Verse 1: Term K}
They said describe my rivals with a single word
Underling
What you think?
I can't see you swing from your puppet strings?
A couple drinks in me
Glazed eyes
We stay fly like a lesbian seagull
Engelbert Humperdinck
Leave my signature in blood between your brow and your hairline
Fist bump then bounce to the square ride out
On top of sh**
Y'all incompetent
"Lean with it rock wit' it"
Please put a sock in it
Greasing the palms with a finski
I'm awfully skimpy
Just spit in my food dog
I tip cheap
Keep the coal
We be leaving speakers blown
When we creeping on
What we creeping on
A chorus gone bombs over Baghdad
Oh baloney
I support the cause
Hash-tag Joseph Kony
No sh**
One time for the Wolf's Head
Scroll and keys
Skull and bones cronies
With no cojones
Hold the phone it's the thorn in your side
Scorned and despised by the lord in the skies
I'm a stoner and a hippy
Who's known for getting lippy
Popeye want the spinach
Hold the chicken crispy
You know what
Let me get the chicken crispy
And a Mr. Pibb
Use a swizzle stick to mix the whiskey
I'm pretty tipsy
It's time to face an audience
f** slurred words Term will chase 'em out this b**h
Take a bow
Get hit with tomatoes
A sight and seen atheist lighting trees and spinning dreidles
Break fast
What a mashugana putz
Tried to walk a straight path but couldn't adjust
The lobotomized philosopher sodomizing commoners
I'm a fountain of knowledge
Watch the geyser burst
Germ free
Term sure to warsh up
And get his hands dirty when he's thirsty for more blood
They say I mumble
Dumb luck
Staying humble
Till the day comes these muf**as paying double
I take an odd job and do it shoddy
sh** who gon' stop me?
Not the mod squad or the illuminati
We mean business, no cheap gimmicks
Just flea ridden sleaze steez in the beat kitchen
Free written spit
Y'all stem and seed picking
We sit and chief piff till we ski lifted b**h
Braggadocio, I f**ing rock
Do you plan to vote for anti-social or Uncle Tom?
I'm so handsome
sh** that's what my mommy says
Cromagnon sh** that's f**ing obvious
Cause I growl and fling poo with my hands
Draw the Vitruvian Man with loose leaf and crayon
Hot as a pot of pea soup
Done shot the breeze with Dr. Michio Kaku on top of the Machu Picchu
It's hard to hear you
Rappers sound like R2D2
f** nodding to the beat
I gotta stop and regroup
Oh you wrote a blog?
Can't rely on that
If you're born a dog, you can't just die a cat
Read the Riot Act
Teary eyes and a pale face
I'm chopping gangsta rails on the periodic table
I gotta be stopped
Probably not
Order a round of shots
And a wobbly pop
I'm 'bout to drop