The Courtyard

[Intro- C-sar] They ask what C-sar's been doing in the streets So I told 'em Told 'em [Verse 1-CRYM] I been puffing product properly studying scholarly Never losing steam like a debate between philosophies Subjects of the courtyard gather round for the camaraderie I'd call you son but I treat you more property than fatherly Not cut out for poverty, smoking on that pottery Making a mockery of this illusory democracy Had to sink my teeth into something that's Lebanese Speaking Farsi packing parsley, hit it harshly and it set him free I don't recommend ketamine, so far ain't caught a felony Tell 'em, C, they wanna make trouble they face a penalty No word of a lie, I should get this shit prescribed Unprecedentedly high, that's what the fuck am I You can't buy yourself out from under the blue sky Talking 'bout you too fly but you and I both new guys With the quickness I dipped with my chicken and ditched the pigeon coop Something a lot of y'all are perpetually fixing to Toking antiseptic, probiotics in a glass bowl Your friendly neighborhood stoned asshole [Hook] Just had to take a stop at the courtyard (repeated) [Verse 2] These rappers don't see me as a threat, they can see me as a jet Taking off, cause I see em as a pest As for game I can't beat em at it yet, never even skimmed the rulebook Funny fucker fuss around maybe getcha jewels took I'm the type to transfigure your transistors Dismember your cis mother and trans sister His palms sweaty hanging on a ledge, his hands slipping I'm so ubiquitous killa you can't miss it Maybe I am tripping, my history acidic Ain't been basic since the matrix spit me out for ad-libbing Damn it I'm gab-gifted attracting em bad bitches You bout it then bring the bud to the back of your dad's Civic Came back from a trap mission the sack had my ass sizzling Every single day I'm getting based like Cal Ripken I'm going wolverine thrashing ahead with the fullest steam An agent of deforestation saying I be pulling trees Look at me, jotting lines enough to write a book or three I got the formula to put the Washington in Booker T [Hook] Just had to take a stop at the courtyard (repeated) [Verse 3] Aye, a-aye, make em say a word for once, motherfuck ya vocables Distilling the illest and chilling it til its potable Willingly kill every liability with propofol Bonesaw and ammonia then let the garbage disposal go It's only gonna get colder before I turn the heat up Just re'd up and now I'm tryna put my feet up On mahogany, remember I been grimy since a little kid Whatever was in reach of me was getting shoplifted quick Sipping on the vapor making paper in the courtyard Plotting on a porn star orgy in a foreign car You can eat at my barbecue but piss in your own yard On my ninety ninth birthday catch me dusting from a corncob Incorrigible horndog, my syllables pivotal Rhymes choking out your cochleas and filling occipitals Ready set suffocate, porter cranking up the gate Bordering an upper place margin off a gutter tape Won't see no bars, making do without the shutter shades "Your name is Clevis" chuck a fetus at your feet on mother's day