[Verse 1]
Let me get to the point and begin
I start to [?]
Like a Siamese twin joined at the bend
Lend me an ear while I present dispensive pence
On the stencils, send sentimentals
I spit rhapsodies on these rap CDs
For MCs that don't know half of me
Max out the capacity when I flip the script
With some gymnastic mastery
I'm a white kid, the ghost with the most
Flow bragadociously from coast to coast
Yo f** a cracker I'm a whole loaf of toast
It's like bu*ter when I jam to the notes that I wrote
[?] the ill flow
Steady talking sh** like this mics a commode
Stone cold to the bone, I be breezing
Cool similes that leave the bon freezing
Babylon, [?]
A rat that'll spit wisecracks through the cast that wanna tagalong
Face facts, you're a whack a** vagabond
You couldn't walk the same line we stagger on
[Verse 2]
Sitting on top of the world, what a view
Can't be touched when I'm Parlez-Vous
I clutch the mic with K on the ones and twos
Yo it's the Lab Rats, everyday we amazin' you
Keepin' it high, blaze the fuse
Drop razor grooves and clock rave reviews
Two motherf**ers with nothing to lose
Hip hop, rhythm and blues Nicotineism and booze
We thicken the mood like mola**es
And kick back in a casual fashion
To blast this bombastic concept beyond rap
Who we f**in' on? We all check the mic
Revving on 11 in red lights, you dead right
You never met a competitor better with the rhetoric
Medicine peddling predacious
That'll have you meddling kids so in that you're head'll spin
Damn not even making sense a little bit
Must be this Ritalin kicking in that I fiddle with
My sh**'ll stick to teflon, grittles, and rittle clicks
Beyond dark borders and everything in the middle