[Verse 1]
Two step reps in the motherfuckin' building
Gotta do what's right for the children
Never play the stiltskin, never play a bad hand
Early O's aren't shit in the badlands
They were poppin' handstands
They were coppin' Xanxans
Forty cal cal
Bustin' in my man's hands
No time for the grand stand
We were sittin' round, people listen in the [?]
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I was in that backseat, fuckin' up a back beat
Feelin' pretty cool but I delivered that heat
Like a fuckin' GrubHub, servin' up some cat meat
I could use a bath please, run it like an athlete
Fuckin' up a track meet, they be comin' at me
Let 'em all burn, I'mma take 'em to the trash heap
Let 'em all burn, never mind I smell a gas leak
Never mind that was prolly ass cheeks
Fuckers in the back probably thought it was something nasty
Gotta gotta getchu getchu goin' Bill Brasky
Take 'em to the sidelines, show 'em about that wide eye
They ain't getting nine lives
Never takin' my line
MOTHERFUCKER!