Follow the funk, a dollop of dung, call it a hunch
I never acknowledge a punk with collagen humps
So best stall on the solids…make way for the blenderized
Sipping dinner from a straw, wired jaw tender cries
Better guys than you have arrived only to disappear
Sadistic with tears, severe isn’t it near?
listen to the belligerent incinerator speak
Let doubt eat away your insides from deep
Maybe even leave town, hitch hike and eat mound
You can go west or eastbound, just leave now
I’m running through your family trees, choking chainsaws
JON?DOE and I, sometimes we have the same thoughts
Just another rapper paying bills with his day job
Going to work, fired up, another rapper’s laid off
Perfectly content, so let talk about a trade stop
Remember back when… Sons of Zadok?
From the lungs bringing freshness I have to breathe
All the way to the geezers a’tapping knees
Stinging flesh string it up, best to pass the peas
Bring the mess finger cuffed and the cast is free
Yeah, I’ll sign for a sec, with a poisonous pen
…The same way I’ll be destroying your trends
Leaving dudes nervous soon deploying depends
Left to plug merch working with Latoya and friends
And that’s zen
Ourrrrrr mission is fear, we get in your ear
Ourrrrrr vision’s to steer with witty and clear
Rrrrrr A P’s- we the men of the year
Plus we make your lady say ah ahh ahhh
Ourrrrrr plan is to rock and manage the flocks
Ourrrrrr brand’s on the top we damage with hot
Rrrrrr A P’s- get the camera shot
For when we make your lady say ah ahh ahhh
I’m just a super guy, super fresh, super fly
You acting shitty at my ditty that’s the reason that I pooped your eye
Look, you’ll never be as good as us, but you can try
Dudes deny ever claiming that they knew the why
But see the reason that they stepped was the feeding of the rep
Until they left with some lesions on their flesh
From our feet upon their chests that made em have to redirect
I’mma lead it from the West and let Sankofa do the cleanup on the rest
It’s swing batta swing until you see that we the best
Except it’s domes that’s getting flown over the fence when we connect
Like daaaamn son, yeah, you’ll be the first to see it set
Coming from the Catacombs where murder be the set
I speak in jest! It’s all in good fun
I’m DOE boy, watch me make them Boyz-n-tha hood run
Standing on the stage with a thirty foot gun
I’m so hardcore, I punch priests and push nuns
Plus I’ve got a diamond mine inside my mind
Where little children slave away until they die or find my rhymes
Exploitation- go ahead, rewind the line
Ahem- I’m a doctor miss… trust me, your hymen’s fine
I recline in socks, shirt, and a mask
I know it makes no sense, but it works for a laugh
The Silversmiths we last AND first in the class
And still we leave you twerps in the trash do the math cuz…
Ourrrrrr mission is fear, we get in your ear
Ourrrrrr vision’s to steer with witty and clear
Rrrrrr A P’s- we the men of the year
Plus we make your lady say ah ahh ahhh
Ourrrrrr plan is to rock and manage the flocks
Ourrrrrr brand’s on the top we damage with hot
Rrrrrr A P’s- get the camera shot
For when we make your lady say ah ahh ahhh
