Rage Roshin - Cold Cheese Pizza lyrics

Cold Cheese. Cold Cheese. Cold Cheese. Cold Cheese [Verse 1: ELMNT] 5 star general Attack of the Clones Sick of waiting for ba*tards to pa** the baton This the last time you'll pull a fast one like I was casted into stone Get your sub par cla** pa**ed out Shaq and Malone for talking out your a** Smack half the management for marketing that trash Jogging around these jacka**es and damsels in distress If this is rap at it's best then it's pa**ed its ex-piration It should be kept out these blogs and ca**ettes Instead of stacking them back on the shelves Because these label a** telling a** fable a** execs Got stable a** changin' what I came and that's to rep Resent I gotta slave just to stabilize the rent For digging up in the crates trying to labelize my set Because I've been penning raps since pendant caps And chaps and Benetton slacks and top hats were fashion The harder raps and felon acts and selling packs with gats To men in black fans and transactions Living the life full of lies and deceit And quotas and nine to fives in disguise as a peak (?) it's cla**ic They say I'm Illmatic in the attic These mannequins better pray to the Vatic before I turn dramatic And giving b**hes the adios This audio system is adio it's out of yo' cla** Cold Cheese. Cold Cheese. (5 star generals and all that) Cold Cheese. Cold Cheese [Verse 2: Brandon Dramatic] Uh Finally we're going, rhymer seeks performance Frost upon the audience their eyes appear the coldest Rhymer's here to warm them By that I mean open minds I need to focus Acai drinks and closed sets Try to be a door hinge Walking down the street I saw some brighter ninjas orange A trice (?) and me behold them Nouns appear enormous, recycle bin, light post hiding in the foliage try to be unknown then Strike on me, they're hopeless, rhymer be the dopest They tire me I'm bored kids, flights that leave you board them I ride the beat like horses, by that I mean Trojan Try to sneak in fortress, by the evening throats split No the Eagle toast them At the funeral families crying leave some roses Rivalry makes no sense, so rhymer's freeze in motion Rhymer rigor mortis Try and peek my souls kicks My Adidas so sick Ride the reason bros get Fiery when those head private speakers blow techs Why you need to know? just Try to be supportive Piracy is bogus Pirate me and boats tip Finally you notice rhymer be the dopest Writing genius quotes like five of me had wrote this Finally I don't split, finally I'm ghosting Then I'm in a rage like you finding me with Roshin Why my pizza cold, b**h? Cold Cheese. (Drama) Cold Cheese. (Say...) Cold Cheese. (what? where we at, man?) Cold Cheese. (T.O, know what I'm saying?) [Verse 3: Rage Roshin] Rugged Why my pizza cold, b**h? Flow so eloquent, oh so intelligent Flipping through the pages of penguins, puffins and pelicans Well read gentleman, catch him on the television Sitting next to Ellen DeGeneres, David Letterman It's dope, who's selling it? Notes to Self in this b**h Ever since slightly greys turned yellowish Take your girl, it's not personal, no etiquette When we up in bed and the denims over her head I be the 5 star general, 3 star chef I'm gonna dice your vegetables Slice your metal, man Closets got skeletons, rooms got elephants I be out on tour with Babu or Evidence I'm with the platoon, we on tour my regiment Is NTS and I'm the boombox president Yeah, my sh**'s thorough, that's why I roll around with Louis Like I'm Ella Fitzgerald just to prove my relevance Hella bent, must of hit the L again, elevated Hello, this Rosh be the real rap delegate Mac Miller Vanilli your flows sound delicate All funky h*mo, not enough Del in it OK, player, I be down with Element On that tea kettle, hot, crying on the element R&R Charizard fire is the element Don't f** with me when I am in my element Cheese. Cold Cheese. Cold Cheese. Cold Cheese. Cold Cheese