[Round 1: Fresco]
Yo Quantum, I'm 'bout to give ya' ass a physics lesson
See if an object's a- man let's talk about this Smith & Wesson
I let it whistle at this bitch like a catcaller
All you hear is 'pop pop', it's not ya' grandfather
I'm cutting off ya' circulation like a half dollar
I take a quarter of ya' blood like ya' granddaughter
See, I made it out to Cali from the bunker in Sicily
Don't get ya' body twisted like, muscular dystrophy
I'm still waving a stick like I'm conducting a symphony'
I turn ya' AA sponsor into a customer instantly
Picture me in your girl's mouth, she was loving the imagery
When I came inside her head like a fucking epiphany
I'm walking out wit' a bag like I'm leaving a mall
Tell these people spread the word like Peter and Paul
How many dudes hit ya' girl? She don't even recall
She'll throw her hair in a ponytail and face the whole team like Steven Seagal
See, I kinda had to fall back from the scene a bit
A lot of people wrote me off like a sleeper pick
Now they gotta have me on the card like a Visa chip
I should get a hundred million views on a teaser clip
I got him tripping like his shoes aren't tied
You 'bout three bricks, two watches and a new car shy
'Cause I'm holding big paper like the cue card guy
That's why I'm coolin' Innuendo like a rhubarb pie
Schoolyard fly, what that mean is if I don't like the shit you say
I'm putting knuckles to ya' chin like picture day
People didn't use to like it when I grip the K
I wonder if 'dey care the kid's blowing up like Tim McVeigh
If he start using personal bars without letting me know
I get to airing on Fox like the '70s Show
Thermometer on my wrist, said it's 20 below
I'm at the mall charging cards like Remy LeBeau
That's Gambit, so I got that brown coat, how I painted the coupe
Your girl heard about the cold stones, so I gave her the scoop
She wanted me to fill her in, when she came for the swoop
She thought I missed her innuendo, who created the group?
And she can't cook, the kids are like, "We need takeout"
And they wanna watch a show, so I go the PG safe route
I let 'em eat the dinner with the TV trays out
While I got mouth in the armchair like Pee-wee's Playhouse
Splash
[Round 1: QP]
I say all punchlines and haymakers, wit' you it's the same gimmicks
Name flipping
Everything blew, sprayed, you and Windex got the same premise
Made sense since clearly I was working wit' a stained image
So when I stuck my neck out for you Innuendo, I knew you'd be a pain in it
Plain Physics, I broke each bar down, into intervals, individuals
Magazine my motto, 'cause once it hit, ya' center fold
No real raps in your real raps, the shit is getting old, oh you didn't know?
He won't be using personals today, ask him why, 'cause he going against his general
Division goes, no outsiders looking Innuendo, we are not community
We are cut from a different class, we are not, for truancy
Envision a vision as I wink, watch my pupil think
Before I could blink he already seize the opportunity
See there's a few of us Innuendo, you thinking they comply, I hate these guys
Fresco, Super Black, n***a you'd have to be crazy, why?
You think we share guns? Why would three point one for?
What the fuck you think we crazy, why?
I guess it's blind, it should be pretty easy seeing they could die
Get it, pretty easy seeing, naked eye?
Fuck it, great then I can, be on point as we creep up the pyramids
I'm a purebred, what you expect, these mutts to mirror this?
You mixed-up, ain't that a bitch, if he's such a lyricist
Why he sound like seven years in one? 'Cause young dog tryna keep up appearances
I say here it is, this guy's aura's bipolar, I'll show you there's two versions
The goon lurking, Mr. Super Soaker, with the tool squirting
Then it's you working, the real you that like kayaking and n*** surfing
So when I wrote him in the crew, it was to feel like a new person
Get it, row team, in the crew, feel like canoe, person
New surface, who knows what I'll choose next, each feature's designed
To face different characteristics, these choppers, neatly applied
Grab the toy with the potato, head his way, yeah I'm leaving him blind
'Cause I can take my pupil out in a second, how fast? In the blink of an eye
Not only do I talk about blickies but see I have a gun too
These people give you the gun title yeah, I'm that disgruntled
I said, when you gon' learn? I'm Uma Thurman, when I catch and hunt you
N***a, who taught you this skill? Bill, now watch how fast I snatch it from you
[Round 2: Fresco]
If people online really think you're number four in the world
Then that paints a really bad picture like The Saurus's girl
Look, S.O.N.S., king of The Jungle when the circuit was light
But now I'm lifting son up like the circle of life
A whole scene bit ya' style and ain't preserving it right
And you just take it lying down like a conservative wife
Some people still respect him, that's for his innovation only
But now he sees his time is ticking like an imitation Rollie
Nowadays the most you get is a participation trophy
In a Fresh Coast history book that you get erased from slowly
He was never the same rapper, after the pill habit
People pretend you still dope, you wacker than Illmatic
Show a flash of his former self tryna capture a little magic
Hidden ball trick, he's just tryna act like he still has it
So what the fuck did ya' man think?
All that sniffing really fucking up ya' class rank
Like he's like, "But his story, better keep it civil, war, machine guns with the hand crank"
I ain't tryna hear no stories from a addict like Anne Frank
See five outta five fiends give my product the edge
I get it cracking in the kitchen like I'm dropping a egg
I find ya' grams under the sink behind the Comet and Pledge
And then I'm bouncing from the pad like Sonic the Hedge
I got the campus on lock, I don't need a bomb threat
I put, zips in a bag like a Vietnam vet
He be bargain-hunting, talking 'bout he got the best gear
Like "You got the blue with the orange"- bitch you shoulda worn a vest here
Good Samaritan giving beds out, the cast is supporting him
When caps fly, you get a gown like a valedictorian
Get stretched out over ki's like I grabbed the accordion
Or stuck another time like I crashed the DeLorean
My Rollie futuristic like it came from Doc Watson
And it's raising people's eyebrows like Dwayne "The Rock" Johnson
I got ya' budget on my wrist, it raised a lot of suspicion
The lightning bolt over the face, the Harry Potter edition
See I just came to put a cap in his ass: torn gluteus
He wouldn't be as broke if he woulda been more studious
Now he don't ever be at the mall: Orange Julius
He came here to stare at the G.O.A.T., he George Clooney'ed it
[Round 2: QP]
J-Pro called me like-no I called J-Pro
He said "What's it gonna take to get you vers' Fresco on the card?"
I said "Can I talk to you in candy bars?" He said "Sure, fuck it"
I said long as the payday nuts all the way around, let that sink in your core
I'll give him a couple rounds from my trey, ay, that's a Reese's for sure
Can 'dese bars that he prepared be as sweet as before?
'Cause every time he start off he think he can even the score
Get it, every time he start, toffee, Heath, think, even the Skor
That was fucking sweet, how could he be so boring?
Neosporin, how he hang in the cut
He battle once a year, all I hear, is him complaining and such
Is this going over your head, 'cause I really hate explaining this stuff
Every since he started showing his ass Innuendo, he been quite the pain in the butt
Buddy if you ain't gonna tuck, the body where the bugs are, don't bother, it's annoying
Stick him showing, that his torso's more so where the shiv a' go in
You'll get drugged in, it's not something that you get a choice in
Drip and moisten, the shank in cyanide you gon' watch me, pick ya' poison
And if this boy's in the block watching, good, we'll be looking out
Think I'm flying a chorus in a session how fast you feel me hook around
And since you handicap well, how should I really put it now?
Hands'll get put on you, then you, will get pushed around
Bush a clown, I give you the skinniest work, gets all bulimic
You can't go to the party next door, unless you get off the weekend
Lying over your pride, the shit's all deceiving
You're on the edge, you're on the ledge, just a pitfall from demons
So when I make this grown man shit himself, he may have went off the deep end
Get it, grown man shit himself, he may have went off the, Depend
It's no secret Innuendo's my- nah, it's our brand it seems
That's divine, yeah da vine like ask me if Tarzan could swing
You got this national anthem fucking star-spangled theme
I don't care if you, held your hand over your heart and can sing
You just J.Lo's, ex-husband to me 'cause you just a mark, Anthony
And you don't like people that work hard and come from borders
You like Tommy-wearing and Tomi Lahren, that one cunt reporter
I say, this black Democrat a' kidnap this Trump supporter
Since you're a Republican mascot, throwing you in the trunk's an order
I say aroma odor, deceased body, yeah the smell's there
Godpen start freestyling, everybody like "Hell yeah"
You start freestyling? Eddy Gordo, that's something that they'll dread
'Cause you'll blow whole rounds off top, well said
Get it, blow whole rounds off top, whale's head
You remind me of Birdman on Breakfast Club, you just tryna get some respect
Grew up watching his grandma smoke to her throat, now he think he can put the SIG to our neck
N***a you're a computer science major, a computer science major, 'cause in his mind he think he gripping the TEC
With his intellect? Going to jail and doing a partial sentence is still a bit of a stretch
And if you go to jail and do a partial sentence what's that? That's a bit of- time

[Round 3: Fresco]
So, y'all know how I fucked his girl in the first round well I'm also fucking her again this round but like
This time I was at the club and I was drunk and I didn't want to drive
So I threw my man the car keys and said "Straight to the lobby"
She was tryna give up the brains like she chasing a zombie
Threw the pantyhose on her face like she waiting to rob me
Even let the designated hit her like Jason Giambi
So my man came off the bench 'cause he was hella patient with her
My whole team gotta feast, like a celebration dinner
Gun spitting out a shot like it never tasted liquor
But had more bodies on it than a educated stripper
That's why I'm in ya' window like a expiration sticker
Six dudes carry a box, that's ya' wedding cake delivered, boy
I go to ya' hood and set up shop, like gentrification
And take everybody out like a special occasion
This could go left real fast like professional racing
You getting fucked up like you playing chess wit' a Asian
Caribbean rum sipping, the connect is Jamaican
I hit the concierge for a recommendation
In the V-I, don't need identification
And the roof's still missing, yeah it's extra Malaysian
He's like "You ain't fuck my girl, I got two", well ya' wifey sounded lovely
Oh you got two bitches? Okay, well then she twice as down to fuck me
She'll get hit with no protection like she trying out for rugby
Snipe him down when rifle rounds, go in his Chrysler Town & Country
That means I, spray up the family van, car wash, fundraise
Buck it, take tops off, air-dry, sun rays
Slump him like a bean bag, freeze tag, gunplay
Five-man, kill streak, care pack, upgrades
When he hit, his girl lay there with that 'when he gon' get started' face
Just waiting for this dude to pull out like a parking space
I'm moving product putting bargains in the marketplace
What I'm pitching got him hitting the rocks, like the Marlins' ace
I make moves without trying like I'm button mashing
Boy I had to make it stretch like a muscle spasm
They think I'm sparring with my bro like Double Dragon
I headed west so I could ox him, no covered wagon
I just got a little buffer but I wasn't lagging
So I could caveman his bitch with my knuckles dragging
They gon' have to put collateral down, 'cause I am fucking swagging
And both your bitches domed up, boy I'm double fragging
Baby boy I'm fucking splashing like I'm rubber rafting
Plus I know the fans behind me so I'm hovercrafting
Let me find out where your son's at, so I can duffel bag him
I'm killing Junior and Senior, yeah the upperclassmen
I cut the check at the dealership after the speed test
Cotton candy coupe that they haven't released yet
Couple screens sitting in the back of the seat rest
I buck 'em while I'm fucking with the factory presets
His shorty riding shotty, got the passenger seat wet
Road head music, either Jagged or Keith Sweat
This love, same type Adam Levine get
She wanna be my WCW and we ain't even bash at the beach yet

[Round 3: QP]
Y'all know who cuter than a mother? That's your moms
She sucked me and my guys up, shh, pass it on
We ran miles up on that pussy like a decathlon
I woke up and ate that white woman bootie at the crack of dawn
I run a marathon on that ho pussy, I was like "Run that then"
Fucked her on the front porch, came inside, left, she was like "Come back in"
I said "I fucked you on a porch, I ain't come inside, how the fuck am I supposed to come back in?"
I said "Fuck it, give me that Asian mouth, where I wanna come, that chin"
I'm whitewashed, so I'm your girlfriend's one black friend
I ain't know the dame is a ho but I had a little hunch back then
Known to cut ties with a bitch if I didn't score
I like to take her for granted on the countertop and on my kitchen floor
No dry itchy core, I bump the pussy till the vagina is sore
That's how you close in on a one-night stand, how you do that? You gotta slide in them drawers
Surprises in store, stripper in a birthday cake, bitch it' s all about surprises
You package yourself as a male to get box and all, provided
You don't love the hoes, but you, love the hoes, it's just a thought that you're disguising
You need a bitch in your background, n***a broaden your horizons
Get it, bitch, in your background? That's a broad, in your horizons
Talk about conniving, oh brother, you know me as a family man
Till you walked in on me and your mom's sister, we were dancing the dance
It was special like techno, 'cause I felt her hands in a trance
And I couldn't keep still, you know, especially with your, aunt's in my pants
I'm advanced with the grams, there's only one thing to do with cocaine baby, that's to draw a line
Dot, dot, domino effect, these bitches had to fall in line
I'm like the NFL scout with these pros, yeah that was all combined
Even if she can't focus, what I do? I just get at her all the time
You work, in an Italian parlor? Fine
They used to have competitions on who could deliver baked ziti the fastest
NorCal's on to your raps, they just a bunch of cheesy distractions
Get it? NorCal's on, calzone, just a bunch of cheesy distractions
Remember that black Velcro thing for the pizza? That was the only heat he was packing
He filled out a application, partially, 'cause he wanted a piece of the action
Now after this weekend, I'm back in the home, yeah I'm tryna slide into that, I'm driving it back
That's easier than a fucking pop fly and a catch
This my toy soldier, so I grab a Louisville, start winding it back
If you don't see it coming well, you're just as blind as a bat
All jokes aside this my guy, for real, we extra cool
Him, Super Black, true to facts, they there, when the pressure shoot
Got the greatest of all time around me at all time, you gotta respect the crew
So many G.O.A.T.S. around me, makes ya' wonder if we're at a petting zoo