| I’m half-life like of carbon
|
| Okay god I’m starving
|
| I kick that tortoise shell
|
| And oracle bone language
|
| Walk around like
|
| Right left like drama
|
| Rock a coat and speak Yiddish
|
| Decipher Mayan codes
|
| Style precedent
|
| So she greeted me
|
| A kiss like
|
| Extraordinary rap experiment
|
| That don’t need no combo
|
| Write my shit in the Congo
|
| Give birth like seahorses
|
| Collect fine rums and only ride in Porsches
|
| So now without the diamond
|
| Now she acts as plaything
|
| Now she’s smile and greeting
|
| Everyone with her pinky
|
| I’ll be Bruce Lee and you be Chuck Norris
|
| Together we can move to Rome
|
| And write a rap chorus
|
| About the times
|
| Diplomacy with China and these rhymes
|
| In fact, I, I want to be like Clemente
|
| On my way to Nicaragua
|
| So I can sleep with the ladies that live in the jungle
|
| I’m rough and tumble
|
| Like don’t got yourself together
|
| Like Ryan Court sitting on the porch
|
| Smoking blunts and cigarettes
|
| Is that a great time or what?
|
| What, it’s like everybody sucks
|
| The big game is like a billion bucks
|
| Woah, could you imagine all the fanfare?
|
| Platinum straws, gold drawers
|
| Make the world pause
|
| I’ll be Bruce Lee and you be Chuck Norris
|
| Together we can move to Rome
|
| And write a rap chorus
|
| About the times
|
| Diplomacy with China and these rhymes
|
| Close the blinds and stay in or go outside
|
| Smoke, walk the atolls of history
|
| Black suspenders breaking shackles in the black hole
|
| With long legged kicks
|
| Spritz perfume and backflips
|
| In the basement writing raps about intense
|
| In the rain seeing cats with beautiful
|
| Think why me, I wanna be on TV
|
| Instead of lonely
|
| With a whole bunch of unlocked potential
|
| Monumental flavour
|
| I should have been a baker
|
| How bout a plumber?
|
| The midsummer’s night’s
|
| A lot of dope
|
| A lot of junkies ain’t broke
|
| I pay taxes so people can smoke coke
|
| And fix that always break
|
| All my friends are flakes
|
| Illinois’s the state
|
| Hello
|
| Obsessed like
|
| Oooh la la ley
|
| Fresh raps all day
|
| Yo, peace to the
|
| Being busy taking it easy
|
| And they be like ‘what is he?'
|
| I say shit being gritty
|
| My committee do the entire city
|
| We totally and terribly shitty
|
| Extraordinarily witty
|
| Drinking
|
| Magnifier like a disco
|
| Flip this script
|
| So we can drink juice and gin in it
|
| This is it
|
| Magnifier like a disco
|
| Flip this script
|
| So we can drink juice and gin in it
|
| This is it
|
| I’ll be Bruce Lee and you be Chuck Norris
|
| Together we can move to Rome
|
| And write a rap chorus
|
| About the times
|
| Diplomacy with China and these rhymes
|
| Hey |