Flying Kites

[Verse: Sir Michael Rocks]
I'mma keep it cut and dry like scissors in the top drawer
It's top flight Mike residing on the top floor
My gold swing like a nigga who can't fight
Back the back cuttes with the similar brake lights
I can't even smoke it if the name of it ain't right
My haze got colors like its been in a paint fight
So we be puffin' on Picassos
It's a work of art when we spark
Whether parked or pullin' in the front driveway
Pullin' up from behind the of the jump start and posin'
He had that shit but he lost it
His coach told him jab that shit but he crossed it
He got caught by a left hook now he clockin' out
Sign his guestbook fo' you exit
Message
Keenan Ivory couldn't said it no better
Poison Ivy all the bumps on the leather
All in together now
M. Rocks is the shit
Weak boxers cannot get another round
Ice skaters didn't quit
Gotta take a sprint
I'm all sports all sorts of things
I'm a champ
Course I sport all sorts of rings on my hand
And ring ya' doorbell like I'm kin to you open the door
Say what I'm finna' do
I'mma keep you posted, I'mma make sure to keep you in the loop
Ring around the rosie with a pocket full of old trees and a couple gold leaves
Let em' connect like Megazord
Or get your shit in line
Kitchen time for you Chef Boyar-dip-shits
You cookin' up a whoopin'
You better mind ya' biscuits, business
Man, I handle mines in a instant
Infants, stop cryin' and whining when I start rhyming
Cause my mind shine cut of a diamond
With impeccable timing I feel like I'm in a different weight class
So I'm swimmin' in a different lake
Rollin' deep dishes
Got the Caddy on dinner plates
So whats for supper motherfucker
Much bigger scale
My rhyme scheme bigger than a whale
Two tears in a bucket still just a nother' drip in the pail
You don't get you will get it in the mail
Long all you got ya' flag up from the city where they always throwin' flags up

[Hook 3X]
I heard that before
One time and they back for more
It's Great Lakes and the 708
You keep that let em' throw it away