Aerial Breach

(Hook) (My rhymes are harder than last nights erection, So play me close, I'll have this mic up in your mid-section (repeats)) [Verse 1: Croosh] O.G.'s be like oh geez/ I only rock Jordan O.G.'s/ I stay funky like old cheese/ My dogs I'm with have no fleas/ The flow breeze/ Drew out New plans, Orleans/ Better than me?, Oh please/ Built strong and lived long, Oak trees/ Begging the folk, leave/ Feeling stoked and intrigued/ Smell of gun smoke, just freeze/ Stood my ground, Cochise/ A lot of you cats need to change your litter box/ It's the Kid that Rocks, minus fedoras and country talk/ Punk just watch,/ It's an outbreak just like the monkey pox/ Stayed next to Lox, no Jada, P, or Louch/ Been in the booth spitting truths, before you knew/ I'm the sudden re-occurrence in the Matrix doctrine/ Stay and watch him, amazed but proceed with caution/ (Hook) (My rhymes are harder than last nights erection, So play me close, I'll have this mic up in your mid-section (repeats)) [Verse 2: Croosh] Leather boots stomp your chest in/ Looking for more jewels that I can invest in/ From a Section 8 0, peace to Mr. Lamar/ Beard game heavy, It's The Return Of Jafar/ My verbs heard from afar, doughnut out in the car/ Rigorous darts, bodies left with more than a couple a scars/ Rouge status sipping on some dark brew-skis/ Just me and a pad of empty loose leaf/ My mental splatters pages for readers and listeners/ Hip-Hop, the one chick I should be sticking to her/ I throw y'all in the stew I brew, a cheap boil/ I strike first, no firing back, just recoil/ You spoiled my appetite but not for destruction/ Your facial attitude needs reconstruction/ Suctioned, sucked in, to keep it moving/ No repercussion, the reaper's coming, my soul I'm not losing/ (Hook) (My rhymes are harder than last nights erection, So play me close, I'll have this mic up in your mid-section (repeats))