yo! well this is smokin' ... the lyrical mechanic hero and you know (what's that?) that we serve the people nice like reversing evil twice in a world where your cash we're gettin' high up in here see, my rhyme is official
yeah, we ruined the manners but we're cool with the grammar so we got mothers feelin' this to fuckin' dudes in the slammer
through the hills in the middles this is bliss to the eso so load up, so let me hear ya really bellow okay (okay!)
flash cash on the neon lights pitchin' "we want rights" i've got the bull by its horns i'm preying off this leech shockwaves through your hood when i properly drop this doomed to bang in your cockpit so how you feelin' Bliss? this veteran's clever, he's stringing every letter together bangin' like a set of ... is not a getter of cheddar instead i roll up to the bash in the fuckin' Nebuchadnezzar throw 'em up like Krylons and we gon' get it crackin'
through the hills in the middles this is bliss to the eso so load up, so let me hear ya really bellow okay (okay!)
hey yo, i blow Briggs back i talk smoked out, no doubt hey, Steffy's on a Porsche i break the monotony to pick up well, this'll make ya switch lanes quick like hittin' Charlie when you're drunk just like Rick James, bitch but wait a second, buster you don't know me, my brother you may address me as Gunther well if you got it, motherfucker i make it hail in matchsticks and i'm down for the course and build your spaceship right
through the hills in the middles this is bliss to the eso so load up, so let me hear ya really bellow okay (okay!)
through the hills in the middles this is bliss to the eso so load up, so let me hear ya really bellow okay (okay!)
(gon' get it crackin' like a party in Zion...)