[Verse 1: Themba Ntaka]
I gave my first speech in the vestibule of a public restroom
Crowd of fifteen
Esoteric artillery
Otherwise air superiority
Sans the subjectivity of its grandeur
Raised by a trusted platform
And rewarded with a white van
New engine, different course
He bides vigor
His end will be the last vestige
Take it from the blunt it's greener on the other side, my n***a
Equipped with tipped-toes like wiseacres
Outfox law makers
This is a cheap box of firecrackers
All summer long I had mal de mer
So I ask politely how was theirs
Magically I appeared like an apparition
With heads twisted like for the tap
A lot of days when I feel sleazy
Head up to the highest point of hobo hill and render it a speakeasy
[Verse 2: Mikey Kim]
Speak easy
Nah, you ain't talk that, wanna f**ing talk that motherf**ing greasy
Nah, nah, just gotta f**ing go f**ing fast
Like damn, Mikey Kim you ain't f**ing last
Always f**ing first
You ain't wanna f**ing verse
Cause you always f**ing spitting that crazy sh**
Cause you always spitting that crazy sh**
Nah, damn.. I choked but I'm still going in
Cause I say, "Damn, I'm rapping like it was f**ing sins."
Uh, call you f**ing dog, that's when I get the f**ing pen
Then it f**ing hurts and it's hard, cause I just come f**ing study, fast as darts
Nah, I'm just getting you right in the middle
You ain't f**ing want it cause your dick f**ing little
Like f**ing Bri-f**ing Siddal
I ain't f**ing choppin', but Maddy, thinking I'm getting with you
f** that, You a f**ing b**h
You a f**ing snitch
If I f**ing smoke weed you'd be like, "Damn, Mikey Kim, you a f**ing guy like that."
f** that
I don't really care cause I'm down to f**ing smoke that
Got to f**ing smoke that
Yeah, got to f**ing smoke that f**ing green
Nah, savage, goblin
Yeah the song goes f**ing in
You ain't f**ing want it
Yeah you get it, you get it, yeah you get it, uh!
[Verse 3: Mikey Kim]
Gotta go in
Yeah, Little Wayne you ain't f**ing want it
f** G Unit
f** everything but me, Kazi, and my team
Got.. big f**ing dreams
'Boutta get big
'Boutta smoke that cig, when you get stressed
I don't really care cause I'm always f**ing blessed
Yeah, got that f**ing necklace that tells me
Got that f**ing Cross
You ain't f**ing want it cause you always f**ing lost, in your own head
Then you like, "Damn, everything's so red, I can't f**ing see, I'm tripping, like f**ing shrooms!"
You ain't f**ing want it cause I see everything turn yellow and blue
Like... Oh!
I just did shrooms in my room like a smoked yesterday
Nah I didn't do shrooms yesterday, but, if I did that sh**'d be some crazy sh**
We need to get more zen power
I can't rap like this
Yeah we needa go out and smoke