Uh, Simple assignment I think I'm better at technical rhyming Bunch of foul play in this motherfucker
Moving Block work to the head hunters Give me a milk crate like Mr. Tucker I'ma show you mothersuckers like Daddy's home I see you ball hogs, I mean police guards Mr. Officer... Whoop Whoop!
I'ma get you sucker, home of Ashanti I'm John Tucker, they want me to die I'm Super Fly Dolemite in these red bottoms I'm a problem you can't solve 'em
His homicide, was suicide, pie Check the evidence Lack of it, no finger prints There was a glitch, off the playback And the camera footage Bad roll of film, but I'm still Rollin' with my syndicates These cynical niggas Want the attention Well, pay attention And listen, to the words of wisdom Skip the dentist, You get decay Knock out your dentures
Indentured servants You do a disservice Nigga you worthless I even do this Oddly on purpose To prove a point We have a different purpose I'm breaking laws But you have to adjourn it No given spot I want to earn it I'm earnest I studied mechanics Like Austral Ave Earnest I bomb shit, give me my turban
Water ways Monster like a Serpent Drop in that Fergi, drop in that Fergi, drop in that Fergi That Albacore tuna Nigga you heard me Never too early To follow this Johnny Quest on his JourneyTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
