[Intro]
[Verse One: Angelo Mota]
I'm sorry for chain smoking, it's just what I'm used to
Boosting the signal, you hear the blues through the bluetooth
Still the Sticks & Stones, I'm breaking bones like my crew do
The voodoo that I do is only used to include you
Keep it real as Aqua Teen, who's the spitting Socrates? (motaraps)
Rip the ligaments that used to keep your lonely soul attached
Oh, and that's a metaphor for sh** you spit on level 4 but
sh** I spit while sober was one level more, leave metal porous
They know the rebel's foreign, I keep the peace, to me then Metta's boring
And the future says I met him touring
I'm deep as sh** that your in, back in a rock and a hard place
Backpack full of rocks with a back to the car chase, little friend say hi to the Scarface
Rapping to stay afloat, big cats are gonna say I'm gold
I used to be hanging with folks that were slanging the dope
But now all them friends are so-called
Stand on the roof like Ghost Dog, cause I'm ghost, dog
[Hook]
Ain't nobody f**ing with me dog! (x4)
[Outro]
Maybe I'll get play with some all gold teeth
And an all gold chain, and a slang when I speak
Get brain from the beat, switch lanes no beep
Hit lames like truck stick
Who you really wanna f** with? (x3)