Flying Kites

[Verse: Sir Michael Rocks] I'mma keep it cut and dry like scissors in the top drawer It's top flight Mike residing on the top floor My gold swing like a nigga who can't fight Back the back cuttes with the similar brake lights I can't even smoke it if the name of it ain't right My haze got colors like its been in a paint fight So we be puffin' on Picassos It's a work of art when we spark Whether parked or pullin' in the front driveway Pullin' up from behind the of the jump start and posin' He had that shit but he lost it His coach told him jab that shit but he crossed it He got caught by a left hook now he clockin' out Sign his guestbook fo' you exit Message Keenan Ivory couldn't said it no better Poison Ivy all the bumps on the leather All in together now M. Rocks is the shit Weak boxers cannot get another round Ice skaters didn't quit Gotta take a sprint I'm all sports all sorts of things I'm a champ Course I sport all sorts of rings on my hand And ring ya' doorbell like I'm kin to you open the door Say what I'm finna' do I'mma keep you posted, I'mma make sure to keep you in the loop Ring around the rosie with a pocket full of old trees and a couple gold leaves Let em' connect like Megazord Or get your shit in line Kitchen time for you Chef Boyar-dip-shits You cookin' up a whoopin' You better mind ya' biscuits, business Man, I handle mines in a instant Infants, stop cryin' and whining when I start rhyming Cause my mind shine cut of a diamond With impeccable timing I feel like I'm in a different weight class So I'm swimmin' in a different lake Rollin' deep dishes Got the Caddy on dinner plates So whats for supper motherfucker Much bigger scale My rhyme scheme bigger than a whale Two tears in a bucket still just a nother' drip in the pail You don't get you will get it in the mail Long all you got ya' flag up from the city where they always throwin' flags up [Hook 3X] I heard that before One time and they back for more It's Great Lakes and the 708 You keep that let em' throw it away