Cuoy L. Harmon - Bring It Back, Good Sir lyrics

[Intro:] It's your boy You-C The 3rd Letter Shaz Krew, Flawless Leauge YEAGER! And this is my Around the Clock freestyle, you know by Tink Uh yeah, just about to go in and k** it [Verse 1:] My style is weird like gay people that think straight Ray Charles on the witness stand and Dr. King preaching hate Malcolm X ordering a bucket of rib tips From I-57 or French kissing a mixed b**h Excuse my Napoleon Dynamite Now here's a black explosion like Michael Jai White My n***a Toni took the locks out of his mind So he put them on his head, with the feds in his third eye I spy with my sixth sense a sick pen So I can write a patient a very ill prescription The illusion of an illustrator winning a Grammy For My Beautiful Dark Twisted Fantasy That's a mouthful With my testicles being balanced on her teeth and then placed on her tonsils Fresh to d**h, I was conceived in a casket Which means my mom's is dead and my father is a ba*tard But not old and dirty I was cruising to the original version of White and Nerdy Get Rich or Die Trying for that tv slot You got 15 minutes meanwhile I get it 'round the clock [Hook: x4] Bring it back, good sir Bring it back. Bring it back. Bring it back, good sir [Verse 2:] I come from where your mother is your father And your grandmother raised you, your dad was like your brother Your cousin was your best friend, but their friends we f**ing them Your heart is on your dick but if they ask "WE NEVER LOVING THEM!!!" Who am I to change history God made us in his image but you said that it's a mystery The antagonist, I took beat and stabbed it Set Frank Ocean on fire and scream "there goes a flaming f*ggot." Now they're up in arms protesting These n***as can take a dick but a joke is out the question Jesus, you need to change your priorities I missed the word f** so I'm guessing that's there no orgy I told you I was weird The same n***a from verse 1, they looking like "he's still here?" I'm still herre, remove the m, now I'm a thief Like these weave wearing thots that you see on the streets Damn, I know we almost at the end But let me make myself clear and never repeat myself again Get Rich or Die Trying for that tv slot You got 15 minutes meanwhile I got it 'round the clock. Yeager! [Outro:] And we gone This that part of the beat where it just fades, etc. etc Flawless, Shaz