As I tried to figure out how to start this shit
I was thinking about how I put my heart in this
But they keep telling me that I don't look the part for this
But apart from this, straight fire in every bar he spits
I'm just your friendly neighborhood arsonist
Getting a buzz with no bar visits
I know it pains you
So grab, your, darvocets
My punches hard as shit
Yours are hardy har har har
This is
A New Age and I'm feeling like Yanni
I don't care what depths I gotta go for the cash
Cause I'm feeling like Johnny
My rays on feeling so chiffony
The Brain I'm working with
Got me feeling so Schiavone
They'll quote that last line verbatim
Fuck what you're saying
Well if you want some proof
About how my words playing?
Then watch as my line hit you in the head... Duck Duck Goose
Mother fuck who?
Better not say jay
Fuck you up, put it on tape, Ray J
Try to be fly, they failing, may day
On the mic, these kids badder than bebe's
Got MCs nervous like asking for a pay raise
Watch me kick this in a johnny cage way
Make the crowd say "Hey that dude is REDICK", J J
They tell true lies like Harry Renquist
Versatile? I think yes
I got more flows
Than a sorority house whose periods aint synced yet
What? Yo ipod aint synced yet?
Let's switch the rhyme scheme
If at 8 you say "I need
A verse" then you'll have a 16 by 9, widescreen
And the red eyes we catching can't be cured with visine
Flow sick, I'm So raw man,
Even preachers listen to me and say "oh god damn"
Whole clique full of Mad men who go jon Hamm
Serve em like Rosie, I'm a robot mang
I've had swagger since Jim Ross was saying it
Got pissed off when your bitch caught playin this
I'm a big bauce, like a Rick Ross sayin if
You Talking Hip hop? We saving it
And if you talking flip flops mines suede and shit
And Your girls lip gloss is my favorite
You dickwads as soft as baby dick