Equipto - Box of Lucky Charms lyrics

[Andre Nickatina] My mornin starts off with the chicken and the waffles Baby said she never touched the hand of a Capo Shoot at the reflection in the mirror of life If you hit ya target then they say you live twice In a Box of Lucky Charms man keep a few G's And never talk about the Trix kept up ya sleeve Help you please, I'm all about greed Make the crowd freeze, get the cheese, then leave [Equipto] Young Queez strike a pose like a statue Brand new clothes too close, I'm at you Bad News Bear, all you squares too late now The Godfather said it best, pay style Not a little bit, not even fifty cent We don't trick one dime in the city pimp West Coast, the blade or the esco And a leaguer automatic at my next show [Andre Nickatina] Pinky ring shinin like a baseball diamond I was right there when a gangster start cryin Twisted and wired, Gun-Mouth 4 Hire The game that we in it except all liars Fears and desires, no court room choirs Forget about I quit, no one retires It's who can maintain, as they ride on the flames With gasoline, cop a new Beam Get that super bad dime on the team But don't lose focus on the ultimate scheme, see [Equipto] We a fool, throw ya main bee's in the pool No rules, I'mma have to take her back to school Those dirty Macs, I'mma clown like Bernie Mac Hit his ho cause she heard me rap I got no time for your little small talk All ya'll know 'Quipto play hard ball Aw naw, fall off everything come in tie 'Till then just roll up and bust my rhyme [Andre Nickatina] Ha-hey-hey, my homies like clothes from Louie Baton Now let the freaks in the house know the game is on Jamal Wilkes, man I'mma pop that jay You'll call me silk, 'til my dyin day The Gods got angels with guns in hand Man bullets that'll rip through and fold the vam Man it's sharks in the water for your daughter And angels swim farther b**h the sharks get larger Cold money spender and not a money lender Man let a quarter ounce break down in a blender Man it's 'Quipto yo and A. Nickatina It's like Joe and Darryl in shell-toed Adidas I'm swimmin in the river of the Pheonix Holla at me now ho forget about the remix Because I'm reloaded and all the hoes know it It might be candy painted but it's never candy coated Man it's like a semi when I gotta tell you gimme Reputation something like a hemi in a remi See that car I'mma cop that God Police ain't around gonna spark that God Take this volume man cry about the pain Or throw them dice and roll with the game [Equipto] Roll with the game, my homie said feel my pain Some said that he might rise again Put ya flame to the sky and strike ya lighter For Mac Dre just one moment of silence Shh, huh yeah, burn ya backwood Thizz Dance wipe ya sweat off with a wrist band Gone, just kick back, keep ya lip latch Me with ya broke ho that's the mismatch Not even if I'm blind and I see pitch black Please believe I'mma have it down on this track One way or another, I gotta get ya break it 'til the gon respect my get back Yeah, get the boot like Sicily You fool two cools how I hit the weed Make sure the 'Sco go down in history For the Cougnut, Hitman, and Mr. Cee Let's blow ....Women, dope, tanks, Courvasier All because of my, ability to communicate percisely