[Intro: GtC]
Had to bring the 90's flow back
Alright
[Verse 1: GtC]
Generation X & Y, won't you come mess wit this?
Bicepin' it when I'm flexin' it
Export the goods, no trade deficit
The sk** level I possess on Exorcist, listen...
Bouncin' with the block, I go bananas
Got you covered from the top like bandana
I do it for the power, I do it for the dolla
The flow control me, I medulla oblongata
If I disrespect, please pardon my manna
All I need's a mic and my DJ Tanner!
This be the jamma, puttin' down the hammer
But don't pull out ya camera, just throw your damn hands up!
Everlastin' ammo, never Gobstoppin'
Verbs hopscotchin', hot moms watchin'
Get ‘em alone, feed it to ‘em like I'm John Stockton
My wiggity wordplay is jiggity-jaw driggity-droppin'
And I ain't crackin' beer when I say I'm bar hoppin'
A prisoner for bars, my brother, they got me locked in
Zero to mach 10, lyrics are bombin'
Explode when they get to my tongue, I'm pop rockin'
Dyin' with a pen in hand, rhymin's like medicine
Your ex said hello, and, she look like Heather Graham
An unconfirmed source say she been a fan
And since I brought the 90's style back
No doubt I'll let her rock my letterman
I'm ‘95 until my doomsday
Eatin' food, sippin ‘liquor like I'm Lupe
You think of shoes when I'm referencin' the Cool J
You say your crew's name, I be like, who dey?
Welcome to the 2k, 2k like ballplayer
Walkin' through the streets, man I look like I'm Darth Vader
Broad slayer, feelin' like a dog trainer
Chuckin' up the deuces when I'm done with her
Like I'ma talk to ya'll later
This verse, one take
This flow, Bundt cake
Shout out to rap music, our relationship is love/hate
My only goal is to become Tha Great
So tell me who the hell competin'
With Tha Character from Upstate?
As you can see, my self-respect got bigger
an*lyze my SWOT profile like headshot hitters
Westcott Liquors always make my red dot flicker
Thanks for visitin' my head, hope you get Tha Picture?
Art Exhibit
[Outro: Tour Guide Voice]
Thank you for visiting Tha Art Exhibit
We hope you enjoyed yourselves
Please visit the gift shop on your way out
And come again
Generic, my buddy
I liked when you rhymed John Stockton with jaw droppin'
That was mad ill, bro
Keep it up, you'll make it far, kid
Okay, see you later, holmes