[Verse One: AD]
Here it is, but you didn't wanna see is this
You getting high off my Crest like the weed we twist
We gonna die doing the best for you just peeping this
And if you is what you says then proceed to hit
The plead the fifth for mics as I squeeze my kids
I've agreed to give props like "He's the sh**!"
Who need the dick?
As we dive in the mic
Realize that we might just get high on the mic
Got the kinda Airs you like with me right now
This year somehow, blow you eardrums out
I fear no crowd when I'm ten beers live
Five Tangueray down, let me know right now
[Jack Cracker]
Hats off the bald spot, I'm scratching your head
Cracking the asphalt, I catapult raps [?] leg
Cracking your math off, there's weighted values in every syllable said
Like Ivan Helborgs dog [?] how you've been fed
Bought it for half off and served you full price for twice the labor cost
Mad dog with a hand on, a c**ame situation
Intoxication, stand off to the language manipulation
Occupation: MC, stand off at a thousand paces
I'm still up close like Roy Fire's homeboy
Get ya tires blown trying to navigate these moons a microphone
I write it home
Take to the road, with words I die to roam
Applied a loan straight to the dome from out the catacombs
Scatter bones on track Denzel wouldn't collect
Also cancerous, I'm forced to hold the mic to my neck
In Effect without the Wrecks, dissect the dialect
It's the imagination, manifest like architects
Inject the mess, all up in your head no less
The Crest get it on like you sold crack from the same flesh
This breath of fresh air that I hold in my chest
Allows me to provide relief for MC's who need rest
[Hook]
Look at the trouble to try to earn respect