The Mustard Station

[Verse One: Jeff Spec] The kid stay sharp like a new pencil Writin' utensil Been across the land Ripped the mic in two [??] Your boys just out of sight like your two temples I ain't trippin', stay flippin' Tae Kwon Do, Kenpō Flyin' Rolindo Might do it big but I got higher potential Time to grow ten fold Famous or peripheral Rhyme is so central Pedal to the metal, bro Iron roll the dentral [??] And I don't know what that means Or why a nickel-dime rapper wanna buck at me We used to say "that's truck" I gotta say that's cheap When I'm done, bet your hun hit the playback, G [Verse Two: Timbuktu] Come on, what's not normal about this? No politics, we don't swallow that horse-piss We tacticians on tour, bitch Please pass the cordless Or get the camcorder, record this Regardless We bomb [kitchen] and poems in missionary zones Hear me on [Terrio] Zone, so get your merry on Barry like Bonds, or bury the bone with home runs Sending you home, but where would you go? Territorial [carney?] Impact the Barkleys Give back the love And please pass the car keys You bark, leave in the dark [?] And drink Bacardi So party on, Wayne and Garth Dana Carvey [Verse Three: Moka Only] Yeah, magic agitator Spit magic rap and be the salivator Eat a salad later Still I'm greater I have a habit like a magic rabbit full of habit Put in a matter of minutes Now that's lucky Effortless, wet without a limit, that's ducky Running through the limit of the small-pond guppies Can't swim with the big fish These cats been around the block With the blockheads Block but can't win I'm Doctor Do-Much Pop-pop, when I profligate Poppa Large: big shot of the West Coast Unbless those whose tongue let go the poison Kool G Rap, B.B.D., my employment [Verse Four: Muneshine] Thick as molasses Thick ass and glasses This that and the third, this track is acid Trip after that shit and pause for the reflux Jesus, get off the boat, glorious C-bus, on the sea, I bust See the Gs is us, and that's reason enough For he and she to be reachin' 'em up And keep-keepin' 'em You can hear the speakers bump Cause I be on some right when the mood hits Mune hits, you is on the corner I stay on point like a pool stick Lace the joint with some cool shit Rally the troops to tally the staff And scoop chicks [Verse Five: Ghettosocks] My squad stays openin' doors like custodians And get the big picture, hittin' Cineplex Odeons So keep clutchin' shit and they coats And just coatin' 'em Restrooms at restaurants and Rust-oleum Out for the loot and fame Hoochie dames want to scoop with the troop like he's Pootie Tang, yeah And even big cats get they coochie tamed Like a lion made of Prada with a Gucci Mane Bubble letters stay floating like a bumblebee Bubble butts bouncing to the beat like it's bubble tea Mylone rippin', Krylons rippin' And Hannah Montana can't get in your van And then we're going fishin'