[Verse One]:

All I hear is honking horns

Behold A Pale Horse galloping on a honkey's lawn

Behold a pale corpse jacking off to zombie porn

Beneath a Air Force trained on playing Donkey Kong

Somebody's granddaughter ain't like her own tetas

Saved up ten grand, now she like the Grand Tetons

Her and her parents worse rivals than the Yankees/Sox

Really love Johnson, even was a fan of Keyshawn

Winston Churchill said, "Carry on, keep calm."

But R. Kelly got room keys, I mean key cards

Pimps that rock bright colored gear are called peacocks

Hookers' johns are nothing like Jean Luc Picard

Going someplace mad people have been before

Dingbats even wind up in the bing because

Promised not sing the chorus if it pleased the court

You could tell it was a crock cause he rocked Lacoste, uh

[Verse Two]:

Knicks'ed down, listening to ODB

But for the mix down, this is what an OD be

I'm like the dude in commercials for Dos Equis

Or Duran Duran

Or Durant from OKC

When I meet some girlies they will not say peace

Cause they seen me earlier on OKP

I might give in if she got some okay cheeks

Even more so if she got some okay chi

Lotta cats get married when they both gon' cheat

I am not sure what they think they gon' achieve

It's like two potheads thinking that they both gon' chief

Once they got there, ain't nobody brought no trees

Or a sad dog who's owner ain't brought no treat

I'm the big dog, I ain't gotta show no teeth

I see hard rocks so afraid to play low key

All their art screams pussy like Georgia O'Keefe's

Stop it

[Verse Three]:

Pocket fulla copper

Copper helicopters

Cat divine in concert

Can't divide and conquer

On it, fly on caca

Sung la cucaracha

I dance the gun kata

I done a bit of bikram

I'm big on vinyasa

I'm big in Kinshasa

Posers move over

My pops was Mufasa

To check on que pasa

Connect at Queens Plaza

Mi casa, su casa

Or get here by the Goethals

But watch out for the potholes

Hear the coño carajos

Let out by the apostles

The world's oldest profession

Transpired inside the brothels

The proof is in the fossils

The troops is in the foxholes eyeing the gestapo

I step up to the plate like Placido Polanco

Ace is Ali Baba

Racist Johnny Bravo

Wrists might be rocky

Heart could still beat Drago

Ughh