[Verse 1: TABLEEK}

Culture crazy

Writtens lazy

Sideline hazy

Tricks dont amaze me

War refinement

Peaceful tyrant

Modern day pirate

Far from the movie

Handheld grenade launched right at your boobies

Noobies

Spilled half the trees out the doobie

Mixed up h rap from huey jig

I guess one has to die so the other get big

Born in the borough but what makes me thorough

The p-y-k-e the deen in the bone marrow

I could be your brother but not everybodys nigga

Sometimes close my eyes bring the daylight in quicker

I'm wavin at madness to introduce sicker

Lost in the sauce gingerale no fizza

Paper rock scissor

Fu*k fed ex we the ones that deliver

You little toy figure

This a mans hustle

Move heavy use your brain muscle

Toss up to tussle

Rock rings like bill russel

Too many rings to rock you stay muzzled

I need a runner, a gunner with back bone

Thick thighs at home bout to set into a zone, i'm on

Watch me work break that corporate sh*t

You ain't slick little bit*ch do what you got

[Verse 2: WHOSANE]

A small temper with big hands

Dont never get to talk up the road i'm listenin

Salt and pepper shake you out your shoes

I hit fans

Thats small talk nigga come back big plans

Structure document opulence you little bitch scram

Whip me up a three egg omelet no yoke

Get a nigga fresh squeeze orange you slow poke

I'm just beginning like i'm eating my breakfast

Straight path like your reading my necklace

Pray to the east me and my brother BLEEK

Both see the direction of the

Suratul musta real rude boy a roosta

Put it down cape town to worcesta

Turn it up loud hear the sound of the music

And when it hit the ground thats the sound of the movement