These the type of bars that I live for

Digging through the trash

Trying to find real life

Scritching at the ash

Was it

Or has it been?

Yo

Flip it on down to the dim lit den

This the basement of Mass Transit

We outstanding

Ovations

Dollar signs eyes getting wavey

Get breezy

I coin that

Do believe me

Muze to the Sikk spilt spoilers repeatedly

Ya

MF you and ya crew

Little wack acts fronting like the 2 Live Crew

You too dead to be alive

Outside ya insight

Shop turds to the turds

Your like the dirge of the worst

Yo watch out

I’m Coming for your notch at the top

Bend over and take it like it was something you sought

That’s how I found I wasn’t garbage

I sound like me

These other MFs prolly wish they wound like me

Swish swish bitch

I roll round like I ain’t rich

I’m profound and with the shits

If you had it then you missed it

Ooohhh too bad

Eyeroll wristlets in the stash

Order one I wanna pack

Might as well just hit the sack

Dear lord

Oh me

Oh my

On god

Nasty pastries whipped for Gad

Tackle box stocked up with tracks

Tryna Hit it from the back

I was rarely on that slack

I was working on my craft

So determined

It’s a rap

Frizzy with the snicklefrits

Sticking to my business

Make ya ankle break

Now feel the rain

Pain for the gang

I rang a rang rang

Let it pour

Purport pores are open for the forge

For these things I pop off

Dripping in walk sauce

I fall over my dross and split it without thoughts

Dip in the vault

And drill it

Plate the cribbage bazaar

Bodonks bounce on the dong to songs we never got along

Cross the forest

I let it fossilize

Resolve the docile eyes

What the fuck it mean ?

I don’t really know

I’d rather make a hit

But today I’m making shit like this

I never double dip

See the trouble is

I’mma bout to bubble bitch

Matter fact

If you right here you might be jumping in

You need a humble sense

Forget them mumble spits

And go Mutumbo be ready to rumble

Stomach this

I’m in my lane it’s very deep for you to run with it

Go off alone and find your truth before you come up which

Is what I did

My ID is crucial

Cristobel

Eclipse the nail

Now equipped for bail

Cop a clot for it’s rich and stale

They need a line

Don’t follow vines

Resign divine

Yo

Watch out

Now I got my watch out

Now they give a fuck about my past

Whoah

Watch out

Ya