Gandhi The Warlord:
Who woulda ever thought that Gandhi would be slicing throats
Cutting knife to bone spike to dome stealing microphones
Lighting dro smoking zig-zags up like lightning bolts
Gandhi's hot and ice is cold got you hooked like Tyson blows
.So if you think that you can beat me than fight me bro
Like Dyson shows laugh my fucking ass off than riding home
Throwing dice for thrones take it nice and slow on night that glow
Hit a poser with a cannon tell that bitch to strike a pose
Meanwhile I sip acidic juice with Hasidic Jews
I lit the fuse and pick and chose whose lips to kiss and hips to bruise
.Tip the food eat the waitress, spoon, and sip the soup
Eyes crystal blue like something Walt would listen too
Belittle riddles with spittle nah thats that different dude
Mr. cool the mystical mythical mix of hip and blues
Skipping school just to sip the brew without shit to do
Then i let the spliff consume and drift to tunes I'm spitting too