[Verse 1]
Still feel p*ssed off, on my missed bus
Pouting, like bottom lips up, b*tch lift up
I think my name holds gain, when I supposed to go
I'm really analytic, and when I spit it though
The saliva is rolling off tongues of cobras
And I would know, it's obvious, she give fellatio
And when I need her to wait for d
She then sit on my yards like a garden gnome
Ya'll n*ggas act scratchy, like I'm the mouse
Cause of my ears, and hoe, ya'll more like nails
From a preschool teacher, on a chalkboard when wrote
On, I'm one pro to call, if there's n*ggas with holes
To be put in on, then I'm a make em owe me
Like I play tricks with smoke, one trick pony
More like a ass with more assets, don't slow my flow
Like molasses, or slur my E's, like an Bronx accent
6 years ago I'd probably be up in my art class
But now I make masterpieces, like a leader of hippie gangs
You can't relax me, f*ck a namaste, other words
I count my pace, you can talk all want
But not to my face, B
[Hook]
03, 704 where I mount
Bout my action, like I'm listening to Bronson
Rapping nasty, yeah my flow swamp
Laid down, like my flow slumped
Like football, I punt luck
Better keep ya shirt tucked
Looking at the king, c*nt
Will I, ever will to ever damn stop
Live that, tucked my pistol like socks in pants
When I rock, I move at my pace like a sand clock
Ran to the damn top, the pigs still eating up slop, uh
[Verse 2]
This the mind, of a pessimist
Equally my head bigger than a elephant
Against some testicles, ya'll kiss and tail
I'm the animal, of the jail, and my cells
Got DNA, of bars of being jelled, what can you tell
Real n*ggas know when the gas strong
Take out the TH, and see, but you be silent
In the middle of the blunt like asthma
Some know when the bars are spoken ironic
Like sarcasm, I read through bullsh*t
Like a goddamn stanza, disappear upon
These lyrics, you can see my mind in these verses
Learning when I past her, like she ran the church
And was the nurse, and you snatch when you rap
Like you taking purses, you biting sh*t
Stop it, you making ya teeth worse, when ya chomp it
Rawer than new dairy, I squeeze bars, and carry
The horse move itself in the streets of addicts like chariots
Pick that cherry out the bowl, you like dissing
Then b*tch marry it, sterile p*ss from sh*t
Now you know, if battling me, you'll get embarrassed b*tch
Terrorist, these cats jump from water, like I had a terror wrist
Spit miles, mimic many middle men and medic them
Pick of the litter, ya'll still trash, some of n*ggas parody
And most are liar liar, pants on fire, no merriment
[Hook]
03, 704 where I mount
Bout my action, like I'm listening to Bronson
Rapping nasty, yeah my flow swamp
Laid down, like my flow slumped
Like football, I punt luck
Better keep ya shirt tucked
Looking at the king, c*nt
Will I, ever will to ever damn stop
Live that, tucked my pistol like socks in pants
When I rock, I move at my pace like a sand clock
Ran to the damn top, the pigs still eating up slop, uh