(Jesus) Yeah, yeah, hell Yeah, yeah, hell Yeah, yeah, hell Yeah, yeah,
over, when you thought you could hold Yoda With older than the first sold cold soda Grow for my bros those rojo soldiers Them are at it again, blow doja I am like Iron Mike, in the day My rhyming's height, defiant flight Try and bite, like a razor in a candy A taser and a jammy By a neighbor with the shackles a man he's gaffled I get angry, I sip (chea!) on your rich lawn I was brought up and Christian I been studying (Chea!) That's not a thing so I place this In your chicks her something beautiful to kiss on 'Till I one to her lip balm (Chea!) I've rhyming since Reagan in politics Polished it then got a big where all of my dollars sit To the wall is split, then I gotta the casa, your god exists 'Cause a lot of chicks holler "Mr. Chopper hot as shit"
They say I'm the best at I do me it's 5, 4, 3, and 2 Sometime I think they all gum So I tell them all to put that on Sriracha, I put on everything Sriracha, I put on everything Sriracha, I put on everything Sriracha, I put on everything
Yeah, I guess I'm supposed to come that fast flow Woo! I guess I'm supposed to with that gas flow But no, I'mma spit it, I'mma get it good Wish you would tell me what I do I don't know, hit the Uh, yeah, feel like I been here Maybe I have but I can't fuck it Hit 'em with a semiautomatic, 'em duck with it on lyrical ability Everybody in my blowing they mind like Kennedy I got no for the enemy, somebody tell me the remedy I'm like what's good, been Tell me what's on your mind, rewind shit My message is beyond this I put that on everything, I'm just honest, shit So what's up, up Tech I'm for the hold up but I been on the road Should have had this to your ass a long time ago When I put that on everything, I ain't had a to myself But I been living I ain't finna see tomorrow I ain't on no wealth I been living good, I been fine the Sriracha, I put that shit on all of mine Busting like Columbine combined with a mind been confined in four walls for some time
They say I'm the at what I do After me 5, 4, 3, and 2 Sometime I they all gum bumpin' So I tell them all to put that on Sriracha, I put on everything Sriracha, I put that on Sriracha, I put that on Sriracha, I put on everything
Sriracha, the popper We gotcha, even jock us These choppers invade the knockers blocker every chakra eager to off ya You can bet that we it proper When I put the bullets in a fully with a Ain't nobody gonna us, nobody gon' top us We leave 'em with no option, leave 'em no conscience Leave 'em with no oxygen, leave 'em with no And though I could see what they watchin' TV a DVD, I can repeat I see these street shockin' Easy if it need be I just eat beats And I'm Eazy-E, I eat meat like I'm EBT Credit Card Max, bend the bars your hoe, get brain and all that Run in your house and bring whore back Sever face and dead the doormat Who got the keys to the Corvette Can't catch me, I'm the man in all I been a nice chap Catman on crack Fuck that, I been nice way that Can't ignore that, you can try But you gon' end up to Dido I'm that pen that wrote the I'm on your like vitiligo Sing for the moment, I hit the note Someone please let Elton know Tell the I'm Hect Camacho With a Catholic and the Pentecostal Why you niggas wiggidy wack, gettidy get in the back With a patch, jump in the middle of the track None of y'all niggas can act so y'all niggas are and get it again, fuckin' a bitch in the whip Give me your moment to fall, I'm fit in the car I can do better than yours, I can be to brawl I can be shattered and all, nobody to be hard Better be for war, tell me who ready for more
They say I'm the best at I do me it's 5, 4, 3, and 2 Sometime I they all gum bumpin' So I tell them all to put that on Sriracha, I put that on Sriracha, I put on everything Sriracha, I put on everything Sriracha, I put that on