Blockhead - The Undercard lyrics

Sixth floor walk-up work off the gut Two steps at a time Apartment E9 Whaddup whaddup They're cooking dinner Garlic onion ginger Duck in the back room Settle up The new sh** wild, got me ready to bust a nut Pardon Eat like I'm starving small talk the clock ticks I gotta split gotta gig nah it's nothing big Don't get up See myself out Breath in the doubt Sip fear from chalice Pushed a Ton with no Malice Turned the corner like Kennedy in Dallas Emptied out Phomh Penh Sat alone in the palace Illiterate so they put his name in ballads Words spinning in my head Verses unraveling into threads But that re-up stay stuck to the gla** Like a big neon sign Screaming TAKE THE CASH Hit the venue nondescript They don't know the half Pounds all around When I get to the back Stage Pacing Animal in a cage Somewhere between let me at 'em And let's get this over with Declined the spliff They took is as a diss like I waved away picks But never one to bite my tongue Professor Griff Put my bag by the steps Hit the stage and crushed the place like that's it! And never once did I take an eye off my sh** House of Game B-Legit Fixed rate mortgage Three percent