[Verse 1: Key]
Key about to snap! Tell them get they cameras
Got more bars than a slammer
Correct like grammar, Hard-Headed like a hammer
So don't get comfortable like pajamas
Amateurs I mean that
Bring a plastic bag full of green
And a backpack with some mean
Knapsack full of beans
Shake up with my team, all this in front of my Dean
Watch ya back like a spleen
I'm hopscotching your dreams, if you know what I mean
Mean with the flow
Have your girl running back, cause she know I give and go
Never make a wrong move, stay up on my pivot though
No wonder how they notice me, I'm something like piss in snow
Aw damn, here he go!
Man I beat it out the box like a punch or two
Man you eat it out the box like a lunchable
Feeling like the Huxtables, really untouchable
BOOM over everything, tell them we don't f** with you!
Yea, right before the store close
Grab a bottle of Goose and Four Lokos
No matter what's the total
Throw it in the back of the Volvo
Watch out for the Po-Po's
BN, that's a logo
Quicksand, die slow
[Verse 2: Scotti]
Yea, f** the bullsh** cause sh** will never be the same
My time is coming at last, like Etta James
I'm going crazy and this rap sh** is my medicine
The way I'm moving up
I make you think I was a Jefferson
Way I light it up, I make you think of Thomas Edison
I swear these n***as be on that talking sh**
David Letterman
And I'm ill tho, with some ill hoes
The way we f**ing, she'll never need a dil*o
Yea I rock skinny jeans, who the f** complaining?
Sit you in a wheel chair like Dick Cheney
Scotti got a disorder, on a pill ain't he?
That's what their saying, but their quotes is just endorsing me
Finna take the game and make it mine like larceny
Rhymes like guns, got a book full of archery
Ya'll could just play or get played like the lottery
I'm waiting for the day the great Jay pa** the torch to me
Uh, see that's always been a dream of mine
And The BOOM, yea that's always been a team of mine
I'm just here for relaxing baby free ya mind
I take it back, way back, medieval times
I'm on some other
No luggage, n***a just trippin
My metaphors make you think, yo
Young n***a with a sick flow
Quicksand, die slow
[Verse 3: Statik Shock]
n***as slept on me, now they got bed bites
I get it shaking like a pair of dice
My b**h look like paradise
She chiefing too, now her eyes red like white mice
Throw in the Vision, now they as clear as white rice
Straight from Cali though
I grabbed the L, no Samuel
How to pearl, I should write a manual
Blowing O's just to impress the hoes
Then bring it up through my nose
French Inhaling, I'm a pro, Oh!
I keep it rolling like the credits at a movie show
Word to AMC
I remember getting brain in the movies
Make the chick sit right next to me
Then put the coat over her just so that no one else could see
Now that's a freak-a-leak, no Peety Pablo
Bars hot as Diablo
The way I paint pictures, they are calling me Pica**o
Or Leonardo
And as far as the squad goes
BOOM over everything until I am a fossil
Fresh a** n***a, and you still rocking ropostale
You should follow like apostles
And ketchup like tomatoes
Because my sidelines will k** your top hoe
QUICKSAND, DIE SLOW!