[Verse 1: Ronin]
Walking pa** the cast and crew
Always the last into my vehicle
They vehement about interviews
But I still have a laugh or two
And if you light then I'm matching you
And the magnitude of my swag is magical
n***a had a cape when he brought it to my avenue
Never seen a madder dude then admirals
Who have to advise not to move at a dude (that'll do pig)
And I'd never aim a gat a cha'
I'm a freeman like gattaca
Matter a fact my rabid kadabra stabin ya
With a spoon, got a crew of baboons
That'll bruise ya, like a kuma
Tata' to you Timon and Pumbaa's
The rumor is, the truth is his
Defined how it may be
And you fine lying ladies
Fire drivin women, why ya mind on crazy
And it's fine line lately
Where you find me lately
Is redefined greatly
-each time that I break beats
I make each line a lesson
Stepin shoes off, no stank feet-
[Hook]
I got couple bowls for you pinheads
Two shots to the head
Got cha walk-in dead
And I'm burning down the house
I'm talking, talking heads
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