What I say kicks filled with wu tang
I'm like Castro
I'm going to war with more than just a grenade
Machine guns, three medics and two tanks
And You can say I'm bringing the ruckus to you like an ass hole
Your gonna take it all
Go grab a bottle of castrole
It's not safe to run home
You my can't dodge the curve from a fastball
Imma turn your lights out
Flash it twice on ya ass
I'm talking last call
I'm on my shit again
I don't pretend to win
Cause I know I can do it all myself
And I ain't losing ends
Get shaken down with a quick look
And Imma jot it down keep a count for it in my quick books
And You can get tore up from the floor up
These alphabets are making me queasy
I need throw up
Robo tripping and double fisting
I'm gonna pour up
You better slow up
We can knuckle down to the toe up
And you gone tore up
Don't make me show up
When I spit I'm causing panic attacks in this bitch
I'm about to blow up
I got there hands in the air
Like put ya dough up
And I don't with play kids
You better grow up
Before you get wrote up
I'll give you tickets to my show
On the wrong day
Just for you to show up
You better own up
Imma have tearing up
Like we broke up with a shitty text after I drove off
The money shows no value
I'd rather take off with the joy of making music myself
I wiped the slate off
A master chef on the mic
I'll cut the cake off
Over heat' n on the beat man
Shut the bake off
Im kinda like lupin the third
Man fuck what ya heard
You're like a turtle with out a shell
After I crack the porcelain
I'll flush them down like a turd
I'm taking it back to the trap
Watch me as I rob your rupees
It's about time you mother fuckers jumped off my dick
Like a couple of groupies
Like Escobar with a cigar
You will always lose me
I'm Ricky Ricardo packing t he strap
Screaming honey I'm home
I love Lucy
You Don't wanna mistake me for Asian
Your not close to sorta kinda
Imma bet on myself and double down
There's gonna big trouble in little China
We can play hide and seek
They will never find ya we can fight in the streets
Imma hit them with my fast hands
You can Call me ehonda
Or I can have you marooned
As I'm Burning the gas
I tossed both pedals in the grass
Turkey stuffing you in the back of the hatch
In my 97 Honda hatch back right next to bag full of hash
And put it in cruise control to crash
You're on my radar like mash
So you better come up with the cash
Or you'll get stashed
I charge 10% finders fee on my deliveries
I Don't need to ask me
For my cash back
It's hard to claim when I'm in this state
Over exaggerate as I lay out it all on the plate
I made a pricey decision which was why I chose the high steaks
But I made it through the final course
The rest was a Piece of cake
I shifted over due to the way I was built
My change was tectonic
My actions were alittle demonic
You'll need a password to get in my head
Johnny Mnemonic
Smoke'em out like sack of chronic
And imm Ring'em out in a bag and toss the bodies behind the hedge
Running fast from the hogs on my feet like name was sonic
Yep im on it
Im spreading faster than the bubonic and
You gonna need a tonic
A master in disguise
In any color I'm sherwin
They fucked up and counted my spells
But I guess they mistook me for Merlin
Wasn't born with a silver spoon
So when I grew up eating I adjusted to silver
I threw up rhymes til i became polished as Sterling
I gotta go get it
On fire and I will never extinguish
Even if your flames retarded
I'll have to adjust my English
Get you in line like a 9 ball like I was playing with billiards
I make magic happen
I guess thats why they call me the wizard