Goondocks [Boondocks Outro Remix]

Bridge (Dr. Pepper): *scratches* We makin' more noise than a fuckin' heavy metal booth Verse 1 (Kev Da Kadence): You see I'm back with this synthetic injection My thin messages connecting like infections It's gonna rob your riches with my omniscience I don't fuck with loud mouths, only fuck with calm bitches My abnormal competitive attack is somewhat proactive Don't jack it just because your soul lackin' Throw ya best shot, never drive like Detox Me hot? Why you tellin' him that he's hot? My fury sorta scary, I am extra ordinary Hittin' em in the weak spot, put 'em in a mortuary While your pore's are pouring tell me why I'm so extraordinary While I'm bored and touring, just be ready to give it a whore to bury Sick flows I'm givin', Imma kick those with writtens And I flick those who've risen, so they get low with business When I flip over scriptures written in a default anthem An abusive nuisance when all these bitch hoes are bitchin' Hook (Dr. Pepper): *scratches* I know the spot up in any hood at Boondocks I hope that you listen (B.F.C.'s and one DJ) Elaborate rhymes that connect *scratches* More rhymes to say *scratches* AK's spray *scratches* Bridge (Dr. Pepper): We makin' more noise than a fuckin' heavy metal booth Verse 2 (Sunta): I got a mad rap repertoire even though I'm German I'll make you drop your walls like I'm the people of Berlin It's certain, that there is something wrong with the world All the boys and the girls are so strongly concerned And the planet's gon' burn if we don't make a turn In the end, what we get, it's just what we deserve After all, you all deserve some beats in rap That's why I'm making feature tracks when Easter's back Believin' that, if the beat ain't bad it can touch the whole globe Check out, a global beast concept never gettin' old So you know, I hit you with that straight from the hot shit Some people call us rappers, we consider ourselves artists And don't get me started 'bout my own, hot shit Cause in that department, I'm where Superman's clock is Ain't no Lois Lane, only garbage And talkin' bad about women ain't even fun to start with Hook (Dr. Pepper): *scratches* I know the spot up in any hood at Boondocks I hope that you listen (B.F.C.'s and one DJ) Elaborate rhymes that connect *scratches* More rhymes to say *scratches* AK's spray *scratches* Bridge (Dr. Pepper): We makin' more noise than a fuckin' heavy metal booth Verse 3 (Grim): Mmm-hmm, Grim-pocalypse, yea-heah Rappers get shook, when I follow up my jazz witta clean hook Gotta mean look, and reach into my bag's, Imma clean crook Who the fuck is stoppin' me? Watch Hopsin make a mockery Monopoly could fact beats, so I guess they're never signin' me But I'm lookin' for Strange, tearin' my pockets while I look at the game A couple of things that change, disperse and raid at ya fuckin' face Became the greatest to main the haters that fuckin' chase Away the traitors and big debaters that been huffin' pane Fuckin' sane, you can suck a taint that'll make you fuckas faint Fast food with that golden crown, and you fucker's ain't The last breath, I'm from a long line of savages Immaculate, packin' it with these sticks, stones and bandages Then a couple guns and knives, run and hide from The guy who knows where you bums reside, ahh Put in my grammar, but that nigga choppin' what I see I honestly just wanna see Jew (you) die like a Nazi Hook (Dr. Pepper): *scratches* I know the spot up in any hood at Boondocks I hope that you listen (B.F.C.'s and one DJ) Elaborate rhymes that connect *scratches* More rhymes to say *scratches* AK's spray *scratches* Bridge (Dr. Pepper): We makin' more noise than a fuckin' heavy metal booth