VERSE 1:

Good morning Brooklyn, Hillbilly Banksy

Catalog speaks for itself when I'm cranky

Snare drums crack they recorded close mic'ed-ed

I really only care if like 20 people liked it

Couple pairs of Nike's, couple fly Jordan's

Couple DC's & the rest is unimportant

Get accustomed to calling the office

You wanna speak to Jake that requires an appointment

Brace ya self, your bank account blossoms

Then lose it in a sample suit from Wah Wah Watson

It's a little harder pressure with a larger world watching

I'd give it all up to see my Dad in his Datsun

But God said nada, so we gotta keep it popping

Soma's on the picnic it's probably time to pop em

Karate Kid, older dude playing younger

Trained by Duke Evers not to never lose your hunger

HOOK:

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Older dude playing younger

Trained by Duke Evers not to ever lose your hunger

Winston Wolf, you should never lose the number

Trained by Duke Evers not to ever lose your hunger

Karate Kid, older dude playing younger

Trained by Duke Evers not to ever lose your hunger

Winston Wolf, you should never lose the number

Trained by Duke Evers not to ever lose your hunger

VERSE 2:

I pull my weight like a John Deere tractor

You should never let the impossible be a negative factor

Clean rap sheet, no space for rabid vultures

Made my own lane, had to cultivate my swagriculture

G.I. Joe in the field, spraying lasers

Faded, passing out on my subway neighbor

It's done been a decade of mischief & mayhem

A misfit, I'm Todd Shaw, Get In Where You Fit In

Gotta politic political, my time capsule's critical

See our drama doesn't ever leave the locker room

SpaceLAB rocket center, supernova sonic boom

The clock my nemesis, respect is my rocket fuel

To everybody who showed us love

When we were guests in their hood

And the heads that came to shows every chance that they could

And every person spread the word

My wordy words is dirty, street

And every housekeeping made that had to clean my dirty sheets

(I'm sorry!)

(REPEAT HOOK)