Wax - Bike Rap lyrics

[Verse] Big things f**in' poppin' Tags out of the bags when Paul Bunyan shoppin' Why you look like you been onion choppin' Is it cause you considering just up and stoppin'? I'm in the zone like Malone getting one from Stockton I do this sh** at home alone while no one is watching Tried quitting back when I thought it was an option Before I realized my blood is stocked with A concoction of various toxins Rap, bars, and beats Melodies in my arteries It's part of me And you can neither drain it nor contain it And it's best to unchain it than to try to tame it That's like tryna make a lion in the wild subsist Off of strictly quinoa or a diet of fish Or like trying to fist The a**hole of a ant Picture that it ain't rocket science homie you can't Nope I say dumb sh** and have fun with this sh** I do After one sip of that Pacifico witch's brew I say some sh** and they love it, them kids in school Not no pundit, I'm just the one that they listen to When I rhyme people crowd in a line Haven't had a real job since 2009 I remember how my bosses had me out of my mind I remember how the losses had me doubting my grind That was before I knew how to get mine Before I knew that how you define yourself is how you define So if you think you're a star you'll undoubtedly shine It may be a tall mountain to climb But goddamnit You must forgive 'em That's the hustle in them little Russel Simmons living in the frickin' muscles of my stomach region Someone feed 'em he's hungry they'll probably say But I don't eat, just drink Like a Somalian sommelier I made tracks of all sorts Got bigger over time like basketball shorts Americana marijuana Budweiser longneck My words hold extra weight like they're on deck Strong threat since waist high Already put a virus inside the A.I. you'll be replaced by You lightweight like balsa wood For me people grew sooner just like a motherf**er in Tulsa would I'm on the same podium where many bosses stood Quickly k** a rapper then I dip like the sauce was good Colonel Mustard Did it in the study with a journal full of cuss words Some Merlot and a bunch of herbs They say of drug use I'm much too proud Cause I'd rather see the clouds on mushrooms than see a mushroom cloud It's all peace Ain't f**in' with that blah blah Catch me down in Baja eating foie gras Call me (?) Lava like a live volcano Might wild out like Lyle Alzado Better yet Jose Canseco Little bit of juice and I'm making them hits Never get no pay in pesos but pretty soon I be making that switch Getting a drink out of Tijuana Pacifico probably gon' be in my cup Then I'm hitting the links and I'm teeing one up (FOUR!) Gonna get off the grid and play golf and sh** really often It'll be awesome Swim with the dolphins Til they close down on the lid on my coffin Barbecue like I was living in Austin So smart that you think I'm at Harvard you like I was living in Boston Rappers be doing these triplets often But I smoke cigarettes so it is getting exhausting Laid back like Bob Marley singing "Stir It Up" With a brew running through me like a Keurig cup