[Verse:]
I heard they cured HIV
I wonder what the new plague they create might be
I’m from d land a d ghettos so I can say IT
It’s yo favourite 80’s movie, bully k..i. cree
Buzzo ahs was d name of the style
Before some big corporation wit no face brought it out, an start changin shit
See, it’s deeper than d breakin news bulletin
Afraid of revolution cause d native who shaped d lands
Don’t watch me bitch watch Ralph Bakshi clips
Posse got body pricks like a lunaki dick
This decide d otha sucka free, re sarrachu, so vamoos nigga begone
I been better at breakin off a bitch
Bust her by beatin myself, don’t break ma balls
Turn d beat up to shake d walls
I’m here to beat up an eat up what ya’ll call hot
Like it was vdub that made d sauce
My oh my dem rappers catchin attitude
Talkin to sick rappers, you sick because you had the flu
We sick cause a d tracks we do
It’s not contagious you can’t catch it
It’s best if you jus let it go
An stop now an cut yo jab from shoes
I’m past d point of being pissed, at dese plastic fools
Who rap (rap) an still need people to push d passion to em, to pass d proven
I’m passionate as d vast that approves me
Because orange is d new black, futuristic boom bap
They try to tell me d times something I knew back when fat beats was around may jus won
An so I keep ma two feet on d ground, not a problem
Cause I’m all city, open the door bring em home with me You call 57 who ma mama calls Jimmy
I write jus fo’ d sport
I’m like warahort meets Times York, Mike D meets Biork
I might fuck around an take your spot
I might fuck around an pick your lock
Break your holstees down
Eatin at d table sittin with ma whole team now
Uh-uh-uh-uh
Triple four featured now, biatch
Everythings comin to radio[x3]