"Always admired your ability to communicate precisely" (Equipto Talking) Yeah, sh**, you know I mean We in slow motion with it mayne All my homeboys give a little bit of stuff to ???? You know I'm sayin, little club, for medical use only Some of that official sh**, you know? It's yo' boy 'Quipto (Equipto) -Hmm, yeah I'm the new Jack Nino, on my own like Cee-Lo Got carried away married to this game when I eloped Gone, I'ma take it further I learn her soon as I turn her Out, and there'd be no doubt that she'll be flippin' like a burger Now, I'm just a two steppin', Hugh Heffen Gotta watch for these groupies puflukes just to get you naked But I'ma spit it, rap it, 'til a young cat livin' lavish Yo' homeboy it's a scratch it, I tell 'em get established Lean back, jump off how they react Picky for strictly just for the sticky like a tree sap Trixie got them knee pads I let the beat blast, time is money 'Til then just miss me spit them lies to dummies I'm genuine, Bettison, practice on my etiquen Represent the president Edison, feel to the elements Huh, you feelin' trapped like a rat in a race But slappin' five 'cause a true rap cat in the place Blow the purple, if not baby walk like Herschel She could walk, run, long jump, hurdle Just leave the circle, back on the blade after mackin on stage Don't hate 'cause I'm just jack of all trades Tradin' places with me, you livin' days like a week Every single toes on you feet Gone put she work in them streets The co-co-concrete, I got a plan is get in and get out And all my homeys know what I'm talkin' about, t-t-t-thizz out (Andre Nickatina) Man I'm cla**ified a spitter in the game I get the issue and the tissue and don't cry about the fame I spit a dart right through your heart and see my life 'll come apart I like to party in the dark, so baby how you gonna start The music's loud, I kick it live, and it's a federal surprise Time after time you open wide and my reflection's in your eyes It's like the liquor on the counter, making money by the hour Gettin cleaner than the shower, standing up just like a flower Get the flavor for the fantasy you know it's me I'm greedy No more hidin in the clubs because the b**hes say they see me I be chewin' on a Doublemint sometimes a Spearamint I say I got a bottom, but the hoes ain't hearin' it I talk a lot of sh** man spit the mix man flavor in this rhyme I seen you hella times but Nicky T. your hard to find Freak I'm never in a hurry, rollin' gettin' money I can see it in your eyes you like to spit these lies to dummies Man even when I'm quiet you can see a boss talker My new turn out she got some kinnie in her walker She's rare as a flying saucer, so it's gonna cost ya And if I never had ya, then I certainly never lost ya You k**in' me, freak who you wanna be? Holla at the G-O-D, ay Nicky T., Khanthology (Equipto) Spit these lies to dummies