(Jesus) Yeah, yeah, hell Yeah, yeah, hell Yeah, yeah, hell Yeah, yeah,
over, when you thought you could hold Yoda With flows older than the sold cold soda Grow more for my bros rojo soldiers Them are at it again, blow doja I am like Mike, back in the day My rhyming's height, defiant flight Try and bite, like a razor in a apple A taser and a jammy By a neighbor the family shackles Laboring a man gaffled I get angry, I sip bombs (chea!) on your lawn I was brought up Muslim and I been Chrislam (Chea!) not a thing so I place this John In your chicks Give her something to kiss on 'Till I one to her lip balm (Chea!) been rhyming since Reagan in politics Polished it then got a big where all of my dollars sit To the wall is split, then I gotta sick the casa, your god 'Cause a lot of chicks holler "Mr. you're hot as shit"
say I'm the best at what I do After me 5, 4, 3, and 2 Sometime I they all gum bumpin' So I tell all to put that on somethin' Sriracha, I put on everything Sriracha, I put on everything Sriracha, I put that on Sriracha, I put on everything
Yeah, I guess I'm supposed to with that fast flow Woo! I guess I'm to come with that gas flow But no, I'mma just spit it, I'mma get it you would tell me what I should do I don't know, hit the Uh, yeah, feel I been here before Maybe I have but I can't fuck it Hit 'em with a semiautomatic, watch 'em with it Speaking on lyrical Everybody in my vicinity blowing mind like Kennedy I got no for the enemy, somebody tell me the remedy I'm like what's good, been Tell me what's on your mind, rewind this My message is beyond this I put that on everything, I'm just honest, shit So up, hold up I'm sorry for the hold up but I been on the road Should have had this verse to your ass a long ago I put that on everything, I ain't had a minute to myself But I living like I ain't finna see tomorrow I ain't on no wealth I been good, I been feeling fine Pass the Sriracha, I put that shit on all of Busting like Columbine combined a terrorist's mind That's been confined in four for some time
They say I'm the at what I do me it's 5, 4, 3, and 2 Sometime I think all gum bumpin' So I tell them all to put that on Sriracha, I put that on Sriracha, I put that on Sriracha, I put that on Sriracha, I put on everything
Sriracha, the flavor We gotcha, haters jock us These choppers the knockers then blocker Disintegrating every eager to off ya You can bet that we it proper When I put the bullets in a fully with a Ain't nobody gonna stop us, gon' top us We leave 'em with no option, leave 'em no conscience Leave 'em with no oxygen, leave 'em with no And though I could see what they watchin' TV with a DVD, I can I see these street shockin' Easy if it need be then I eat beats And I'm Eazy-E, I eat like I'm EBT shopping Card Max, bend the bars back Fuck your hoe, get and all that Run in your house and bring your whore Sever your face and the doormat Who got the keys to the Corvette catch me, I'm the man in all black I been a nice since Catman on crack that, I been nice way before that Can't that, you can try though But you gon' end up next to I'm that pen wrote the Bible I'm on your skin vitiligo for the moment, I hit the high note Someone please let Elton John Tell the lieutenant I'm Camacho With a priest and the Pentecostal Why you niggas wiggidy wiggidy wack, get in the back With a umbilical patch, jump in the of the track None of y'all niggas can act so y'all are packed and get it again, fuckin' a bitch in the whip Give me moment to fall, I'm gonna fit in the car I can do better than yours, I can be to brawl I can be shattered and all, want to be hard be ready for war, tell me who ready for more
They say I'm the at what I do me it's 5, 4, 3, and 2 Sometime I think they all gum So I tell them all to put on somethin' Sriracha, I put that on Sriracha, I put on everything Sriracha, I put that on Sriracha, I put that on