Swaziland's Cutlass

[Verse: Hermi7 Khalfani] It rained many days through the Harvey Tunnel, cruising Sunny days lacked, anticipating the movements Homie tried to grasp the gist of what I'm spitting, the mind wouldn't give deaf ears a chance to listen Kick it, wink, sip Henn, Fonzarific! Wood drifted, honey on my mind when I'm risen But only for a short time cause my thoughts steady shiftin', tectonics, flipped the track over Ebonics L, in my thoughts was easily slangs finest but never got credit cause credit would cost lying A sellout, slander hip-hop for a handout bout time you turn leaf and make way for a new route Navigate the game and find something that's righteous Critically acclaimed in all instance and likeness Loose change get tightened, tracks that get bodied Never thought your mans would be feathering Hefty Holly Homie marooned, depths of the lagoon Skin a wolf for the fur, gold pieces, doubloons I been a -- nigga, a coon, a buffoon of baboons, I never slipped of my path as I tangled typhoons The wind blown every way, nearly toppled estates, nearly erased everything from Calico to Pompeii Surely I've faced everything that could get in my way, I took a sip of orange juice didn't taste Alizé In a rap state of mind, still "Surviving the Times", my incline was designed at the dawn of bloodline When mother lost every child -- to them chain-linked piles And now every born nigga gotta walk that aisle, talk that talk, see if you can walk that walk Unconfined by a cell or surrounded in chalk! [Verse: Haley Halflife] Keep still G! Now you can't hide from a real G Look you in the face, might stare your in the grill piece When I ask you chill, please I'm broke where that Mickey D's, I only got a dollar and probably can't even chill, peace Yo, pass that My bad you ash off that hashtag, probably take ya cash back Laid back took a a nap, forreal-o, I sit back dreams stick on my pillow I grew up for who up, so I'mma need two cups Mind sip all that true up, I know something you knew but-- Forgot it like that g, posted in the back seat You know what attracts me, whoa, sip it sit it low There's bait on that fishing pole, fall through a black hole all through the back door But it takes time, yeah so I take mine, so it takes time