Trump Card

I just wanna spit a couple words my vernaculars
Middle finger to the birds, who be similar
I wanna sip a couple berrs, get perpendicular
Couple chickens from the suburbs, down to lick and learn

Licking licking licking licking and learn
I'm just perv in it
But I ain't here to stay, even tho my name is permanent
I could be here to for little while, but I got to be dipping out
I've come along such things is getting different now
Whip it whip it real hard, all up in the kitchen
Noah cooking up some brownies got em all up in my system
Now I'm all up in the booth while I'm bumping the rhythm
Got my self some new shoes, I don't fuck with true religions
I be rocking that cool style
Red loafers for new route
French chick with a blue blouse
She got a thin waist with a rude mouth
Get misplaced and move south
I'm a gentleman
But that don't mean I ain't bout to chew down
Middle fingers up to the huge crowd...

Middle fingers up to the huge crowd
Get them Hands up if you new now
Twenty-five hundred and the crew down
I said twenty-five hundred and the crew down

I hold the weapon with glove
I could see heaven
Watch the sun set in I'm the son
The clock ticking tell it give me one second
I'm Theatrical I'm way beyond epic
Existential like a Jay-Z song
I'm Juan Ponce de Lion
This my Castillo, I gotta be a hero
They turn me to me villain, I light a cigarillo
I wanna see you fold
I got the trump card, En Garde
I burn ya a body on a stake
I'm vicious, I'm haughty, I'm a case
But I ain't catching bodies
Deposit in the safe
You probably don't relate
I said you probably don't relate
No blood, no water
Which is thicker, probably liquor
I'm the one not a pretender
A quiet soul, but homie, on a lighter note...

Middle fingers up to the huge crowd
Get them Hands up if ya new now
Twenty-five hundred and the crew down
I said twenty-five hundred and the crew down