M. Slago - Bonkers lyrics

[Verse One] [Homeboy Sandman]: Outta the park Sleepin' under the pike I'm not afraid of the dark I'm afraid of the light Seen a lot of the bark Not a lot of the bite Swam a lot of the sharks Stepped in a lot of the sh**e Stole a lot of the shows Spawned a lot of the clones Shouted lotta "hoooooo's" Counted lotta the crows Spent a lot of the gross Groped a lotta the cones Coxed a lot of Nicole's outta clothes I cracked a lot of code in the machine Tricks all in my sleeves Tricks all in your screen Which ones to believe? Which ones to delete? Each one you receive is screened by the regime Well versed in deceit Even ones that you buy Better keep your receipt Love chicks that's petite Love chicks that's obese Love chicks in between Most talkin' is cheap My talkin' is cheese Chang chang [Verse Two] [Homeboy Sandman]: Shut uppa ju face Sandy breath of butane I done been through a lot of sh** like Andy Dufresne Won't see capital H, front for capitol gain Into vaginal space International dames Tryna rule over Sand You ain't Saddam Hussein Get anybody that's Mad- Rid like capital of Spain Peep the jack on my waist Peep the jack of all trades Keep from jackals and snakes Keep from shackles and chains Blow out candles on cakes Get your campus OK'd Super Sand your showcase Rappers panicking rapido once my cameo made Don't get carried away Y'all don't carry no weight Y'all are karaoke Every moment some dame At my pantalones Tryin' to feed me some grapes Tryin' to feed me some game Tryin' to get some j**elry engraved Tryin' to get me engaged When it come to matrimony Yo no hablo ingles [Verse Three] [PackFM]: Yo peep it La di da di We like to party But don't start trouble Cause we know karate So please foes don't try me My peoples are grimy For C-Notes we'll probably beat up your mommy Put these jokes aside We broke societies Codes, rules and laws and guidelines entirely But yo peep the irony All this inspire me to k** it And still yet I keep hope alive See we don't stop till we get, get it? got it, good I evolved the rhyme schemes that did a lot of good If you ain't with the times I recommend you prolly should Cause you know I go for mine from the hood to Hollywood To my peeps under the steps Don't speak under your breath We let the world know what we plan to be doin' Because sleep is the cousin of d**h So pay attention or get an invitation to a family reunion C'mon