[Intro]
Ha ha ha ha, yeah
[Verse]
There he was, quite buzzed, height: five foot twelve
In a sweater from the Gap and a Brooks Brothers belt
I approach, "There he is! How do you do?"
He's taken aback, "Oh, Spose, how are you?
It's been a minute," I reply "Yes, it has"
He don't know that I know he's been talking trash on every track
Never wrote a diss back, I pretend we're friends
'Bout to lure him to the basement and exact revenge
So I say, "Hey, look, if you still blazed
Got these trees in the cellar way beyond purple haze"
He's like, "No f**ing way," his words all slurred
"Spose, you're the man! I've been looking for some herb"
We get deep into the dark, I chain him to a pole
Build a brick wall quick as he screams out, "NO!"
Spose Edgar Allen Poes MCs slow
Decomposed, bones when they found him where I bound him