[Verse 1: Ronin] Walking pa** the cast and crew Always the last into my vehicle They vehement about interviews But I still have a laugh or two And if you light then I'm matching you And the magnitude of my swag is magical n***a had a cape when he brought it to my avenue Never seen a madder dude then admirals Who have to advise not to move at a dude (that'll do pig) And I'd never aim a gat a cha' I'm a freeman like gattaca Matter a fact my rabid kadabra stabin ya With a spoon, got a crew of baboons That'll bruise ya, like a kuma Tata' to you Timon and Pumbaa's The rumor is, the truth is his Defined how it may be And you fine lying ladies Fire drivin women, why ya mind on crazy And it's fine line lately Where you find me lately Is redefined greatly -each time that I break beats I make each line a lesson Stepin shoes off, no stank feet- [Hook] I got couple bowls for you pinheads Two shots to the head Got cha walk-in dead And I'm burning down the house I'm talking, talking heads ... ...