Antelope

[Verse 1] Well, my, half bread might be Warm, a little to low You're too slow, what the fuck do you really think you know I do so, and every rhyme that I spit is just so crucial Like Metamucial, I kill some rhymes that I'm used to You ? so high and mighty, but I'm not mighty high Duddy smoke you out with weed and leave your mouth fucking dry Cause some of them rappin', clappin', laughin' Always beer tappin', fuckin' door can slapping Be ridiculous at how I'm trippin' Is all I'm thinking is this the best MC that you can find I shine like some moon through the pine Yo, and even if you were wine I'd still stay dope up with my line [Verse 2] Well if you general irie Then roll with the stylie Duddy smokin' Cali green leaf 'til I die, B Leave me alone when I'm chilling in my home Yo, I'm smooth like a Schwinn and I shine like the chrome Of its fender, remember this microphone defender Return your shit to sender cause no one wants to hear it Yo, your lyrics are weak and yes your spirit's meek And you an ignorant motherfucker, yes it shows when you speak You're a wicked disappointment, your rhymes need some ointment The crowd at your shows always laughing and pointin' Leavin' and blewin', my my boy has been groovin' And I'm still backstage just smokin' and boozin' Confusin' the sets, save the best for my choosin' I'm choosin the rest so you're loosin' [Verse 3] Well, don't forget about the down and dirty southern Cali flow Just open the melody and let the rhythm go I'm hoofing up the track just like a bouncing antelope And soften up your Skoal Just like a ripened cantaloupe Because the west, west Coast, coast Knows how to kill it Yo, and y'all, y'all Know, know When its time to feel it Yo, we make it right, make it right So we up all night, up all night Until its tight, until its tight Until its tight, until its tight A bohemian rhapsody, these syllables after me With lyrical chastity and verbally blasphemy The illest we have to be, with musical masterpiece So come on and clap with me, so come on and clap with me So come on and clap with me Just come on and clap with me So come on and clap with me Yo, just come on and clap with me [Verse 4] Once upon a time in the neighborhood There was a little dirty boy that was up to no good He had a chip in his tooth and a mic in his hand He had a dirty ass head from the beach and the sand He said, I just got out of the water and I'm late for school I asked Duddy to skip and he said, that's cool So we went to the liqour store, got ourselves some Magnums Rollin' down the street, you you know we brown bagged 'em With the 50s on top and the 20s on bottom Said we rollin' through my hood, yeah, you know we got 'em Sucker MCs wanna battle me, but that's okay I tell 'em, don't fuck around because we don't play I sang rock out with my cock out, I got balls of steel Hear me clanking down the street like a bag of beer Said the dance off session, gonna start right here Duddy B, grab the wheel, cause I can't steer You got 20 inch rims and they spinnin' when you stop Said I don't give a fuck, kill it when the beat drops Cause that's what I respect, to all you knuckle heads and derelicts Just jammin down the sound with the syllables and intellect Maybe not the intellect, but the syllables are clean And I leave you in the desert with an empty canteen While I be rippin' shows from here to Galapagos And I be pickin' foes like I'm pickin' a fro And all you chicken head hoes That come to pick at my shows You got to go