9th Wonder - Ken Masters lyrics

[Verse 1: Geez Francisco] Still the same n***a from grade school with the naps Only difference that I'm older, I find it harder to laugh Sicker since of humor spit tumors when I rap I'm a puma strike and attack On the loose, hide in the back I mastered ether Hawaiian shirts and a beater And will I wear it open? Depends if I need some cheetah If it's bu*toned up, well just know I came with the heater I don't trust a damn soul, I would never leave it to beaver A couple grams away from the face of your lord and savior Or will I burn in hell for my fornicational capers Never cheated b**hes but d**h is a different mistress I'm bout 80 ounces deep, 4 percocets to the liver Living close to the edge cliched life of a n***a So happy with triggers these bazooka Joe rappers Get closed caskets, nothing left from the chrome matic I'm a cold ba*tard, Cryogenesis I got the flows mastered And what I hold in my palm opened Pandoras box Trained since a younging I had to master the Cobra Kai Eyes on golden eye, 007 to blow ya mind When the blunt lit you consider him super saiyan The mayhem I ensue on the microphone is amazing Like the scent of fresh puss after showers you stick your face in Face it no mere man could ever match my greatness My dirty vans complimented by my weed as a fragrance A f**ing stoner honestly I feel like that's what's best for me Never leaning n***a don't need no f**ing Promethazine And slipping? Would never let these n***as get the best of me Eat a bowl of life while I contemplate on my destiny And steak for dinner, the beef well done and it's tender Jack Daniels sauce on it with a side of the spinach It was free of charge, my light bright b**h giving her D and all And DNA she s**ing and f**ing it ain't a no Q and A And the puss? n***a no questions I left it DOA Spitting TNT with a trace of NWA [Verse 2: Geez Francisco] I said I smoked about a half of the herb In a broken a** hoopdie it was parked on curb A ghetto n***a but his aura like he not from this earth sh** I ain't innocent I witnessed n***as pack up a bird I'm more intuitive, I'm tryna get in tuned with the earth Tongue on mother natures puss, I'm tryna bore me some fruit Reap the benefits, hopping in and out of the benz and sh** Ducking sentences, but administered it with the penmanship n***a Don't confuse me with terrorist, Talibans or apprentices More or less I'm the nemesis Walter White with the chemist sh** Only difference I'm in this sh** for the hunnit percentages Nothing less than immaculate, smell the weed through the packages Rappers get hadoken blast disappear like magic tricks Bare hand on fire I told you I could master it