Meal Blends

[Coughing} oh shit, oh shit
Ok, shout out my nigga Laze
Shout out my nigga Fame, ok
Brownsville whutup! Laze whutup!
[Y'all know what it is, Wisemen]
Danze, [Wisemen] Brooklyn whutup!
Detroit, yeah Peace
Bronzeman, Wisemen...only fuck with the Greats!

[Verse]
OK, Pick your own poison
Pull the rolls royce in
Full of boysenberry smoke straight out the oyster
Loiterer, the agitator, organ levitator
Pourin more scorching lines/ I orchestrate a crater
Cater thought for food neighbor, digest my labor
Sooner than later/ eatin gator off your amphitheatre
Wolfin, whoopin groupie bushes like a carpet beater
Harsh to meet him
A star, excrete bars when they greet him
Its burning season
Vermin stirring sermons this evening
Wheels spin
Surgeon urchin earning his meal blends
Hermits with weed bins
Emergent, come the see the kid
Lobsters and sea fish, a mobster in secret
Radically invasive pro-jectiles, you leakin'
Life liquid, needle deep, my scripture might lift em
Jesus Feet victim, bodied him for Fame
Boy I never missed them, your target too low to lift him
Sippin vixen's like I slip open a guinness
Soakin in silk smoke out in Venice
Henny shots off the fences
Til the tide turn Crimson
Wax shatter brain business
May the fans be my witness...my witness

[Throw it on the grill I'm cookin in a suit/
Throw it on the grill I'm cookin in a suit/
Throw it on the grill I'm cookin in a suit/
Same shit that's on the grill gave me leather for the boot]