Skate Kids

[Produced By: 9th Wonder] [Verse 1: Sundown] We come cruising down the block, stop Beastie boy in the drop so drop the top Kill yourself when the suicide doors open Gather round for the show, bitches close in Slit my wrist in the parking lot, let it clot Never stop so get used to seeing Sundown Pound the pavement, concrete chips in my fist Eat a dick, gourmet chef appraise shit Sharp wit, ice pick I'm fatally attracted to the snare and the kick so let's dip bitch I'm on the friends and the fridge too cold on 'em Chilly illy get a mitt and get ahold on 'em Cause he's outta here, sky's lookin' clear Near vision in my prism, let's get 'em Ninth -- let's get 'em Ninth Near vision in my prism, let's get 'em Ninth Kickflippin' on my skateboard gettin' right On deck like Tony with the tape tight Lace the Vans up, pull my pants up And ease down the boulevard, still lookin' hard Ya squint your iris on set when I arrive And they Ray-Ban shades never fade a shiny stellar image They want a piece of me, fine, I give it to 'em Bright lady beats and me focus when I'm picking through them 9th Wonder put the game in a slumber Just when ya lumber like [?] it's our summer Fucking [?] I'm jumpin' through a loop hole Truth be told, I'm on a whole different train of thought Trained to talk like I'm educated, predicated [?] that the nerds can't rap watch me elevate it [Verse 2: Enigma] Slow, hold up, old school gangsta shit Money folded up, jet black, the window tint Twelve pack back in the trunk, [?] them 808s Back seat packing the blunt, the smoke levitates No, I don't peddle weight, never [?] At times rhyme with devil traits Beaming high pierce through the fog I'm no celtic mane and won't settle for any level no less than great Yes I elevate That gold medal weigh, that Mike Phelps might [?] gettin' hella play So stay the hell away Mike [?] parlay I'm out with Cosby and babes having jello dates Babes on rollar skates Mate like [?] Ray-Ban the brand of shades You could tell I'm older right? They like older guys