(Jesus) Yeah, yeah, hell Yeah, yeah, hell Yeah, yeah, hell Yeah, yeah,
Froze over, you thought you could hold Yoda flows older than the first sold cold soda Grow more for my bros those rojo Them cincos are at it again, blow I am like Iron Mike, in the day My rhyming's iron height, flight Try and bite, like a razor in a candy A taser and a jammy By a neighbor the family shackles Laboring a man he's I get angry, I sip bombs (chea!) on rich lawn I was brought up and Christian I been Chrislam (Chea!) That's not a thing so I place this In your palm Give her something beautiful to 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 is split, then I gotta sick the casa, your god exists 'Cause a lot of chicks holler "Mr. Chopper hot as shit"
They say I'm the best at I do After me 5, 4, 3, and 2 Sometime I think all gum bumpin' So I them all to put that on somethin' Sriracha, I put on everything Sriracha, I put that on Sriracha, I put on everything Sriracha, I put on everything
Yeah, I I'm supposed to come with that fast flow Woo! I guess I'm supposed to come with that gas But no, I'mma just spit it, I'mma get it Wish you would tell me what I do I don't know, hit the Uh, yeah, feel like I been here Maybe I have but I fuck with it Hit 'em with a semiautomatic, watch 'em with it on lyrical ability Everybody in my vicinity blowing they mind like I got no for the enemy, somebody tell me the remedy I'm like what's good, fine Tell me what's on mind, rewind this shit My is beyond this shit I put that on everything, I'm just honest, shit So what's up, up Tech I'm sorry for the up but I been on the road Should have had this verse to your ass a time ago When I put on everything, I ain't had a minute to myself But I been living I ain't finna see tomorrow I focused on no wealth I been good, I been feeling fine Pass the Sriracha, I put shit on all of mine Busting Columbine combined with a terrorist's mind That's been confined in four for some time
They say I'm the best at I do me it's 5, 4, 3, and 2 Sometime I they all gum bumpin' So I tell them all to put on somethin' Sriracha, I put on everything Sriracha, I put that on Sriracha, I put that on Sriracha, I put that on
Sriracha, the popper We gotcha, even jock us These choppers invade the knockers blocker Disintegrating every chakra to off ya You can bet that we doin' it When I put the bullets in a fully a hoodie Ain't nobody gonna stop us, nobody top us We leave 'em with no option, 'em with no conscience Leave 'em with no oxygen, leave 'em with no And even though I could see what they TV a DVD, I can repeat I see these street shockin' Easy if it need be then I just eat And I'm Eazy-E, I eat meat I'm EBT shopping Credit Card Max, the bars back Fuck your hoe, get and all that Run in your house and bring whore back your face and dead the doormat Who got the keys to the Corvette catch me, I'm the man in all black I a nice chap since Catman on crack Fuck that, I been nice way that Can't ignore that, you can try But you end up next to Dido I'm that pen that wrote the I'm on your skin vitiligo Sing for the moment, I hit the note Someone please let Elton John the lieutenant I'm Hect Camacho With a priest and the Pentecostal Why you niggas wiggidy wack, gettidy get in the back With a umbilical patch, jump in the middle of the None of niggas can act so y'all niggas are packed and get it again, fuckin' a bitch in the whip Give me your moment to fall, I'm fit in the car I can do than yours, I can be ready to brawl I can be shattered and all, nobody want to be Better be for war, tell me who ready for more
They say I'm the at what I do After me 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 that on Sriracha, I put that on Sriracha, I put that on