Doc ILLingsworth - Trick Dice lyrics

Enjoy a self inflicted "Vulcan Shocker" Live long and prosper and do so with honor But don't expect these prowlers with katanas to sponsor (we're) too busy vexing karma to worry 'bout Beyonders Sitting in a lawn chair, conjuring lava, Ala Kazam Slam you on spikes, the dip in a Honda Fitted with rocket launcher that only fires boxes of condoms Laminate your johnsons 'cause any offspring calling your father is fodder I'm Darth Vader in gators, you're ice skaters in otter Facial expressions are lookin bothered at your concerts Claiming that you got work, your weight needs spotters On my collarbones are the ma** of the throne And I'm draped in australian koala fur, proper Philosophers, sit back and chit chat I'm in the world, trying to remix facts to get stacks, Holler Chorus x 2 I'm skating on thin ice Flying with broken wings And rollin wit trick dice I'm making that big heist Gripping God's coat tails Making 'em flip twice You can catch me pissin in the aquifer Your mama lookin like Chewbacca mixed with Gossamer You feel popular 'cause a Twitter follower swallowed ya Giving you gonorrhea and cholera Now wallow with the commoners Monkey a** rappers need to change zip codes Underwear, and sh**ty monikers And get a new plan from guidance counselors And follow ups, catch me in the parking lot Fondling a model, windows fogging up Cheers Tall dark beers, you cloggin up ears with your hogwash Resembling a wizard from hogwarts Stalwarts think it's all mapped out Get your heart snatched out then pa**ed 'round Wrong fork-prong on the map route Raw short songs when I black out Concussive forces, crush it snort it, record it Reported, live from the barracks Mac 'n' cheese, chicken, and spare ribs Marvel at the cut of the rare jib Chorus