Monday Free

[Verse:1] Hey yo, balls to the wall, man You softies can’t stop me Ever since I learned golf and some origami, originally I was not always this so savvy I learned the tricks to all the systems trekking Abu Dhabi Not too shabby, top them off when I got speed Debacle when I boggle Doctor Roth was in the lobby Tikky talky, tacky falls across the middle My center fielder skill is real I dive and steal your single My single never came out ‘cause I was way to baked out Fuck it, man, I’m straight now Hit me on that PayPal Give me what you make, don’t make me have to take the stake out You’re making a mistake, for goodness sake Just take the lake house, fake out 65 000 pounds of gun powder, kung pow Dumb down, the doofus always talks loud Don’t you know we stupid? We don’t hearing what you talk ‘bout Acting like the new kid who just moved in from across town Hawked out, who goes, emperor got new clothes Got ‘em in Croatia while I’m hanging out with Kukoc Two Cokes, one Sprite, two hoes, one dyke I think you said that you could flow But dude, there’s only one mic So run like the wind, a fun life with sins My bum likes the sun light But some mice is men, so come right Don’t come, no time for that ho hum Thumb suck but, but, paddy face Know what? We gonna keep it moving We don’t listen to numbnuts Showing some improvement but your jewels is always untucked Some putz, no guts, relying on their dumb luck Why you only standing there? Get down to come up, what?