they say i got bad habits
turning me into a ghetto bandit
that's because they can't handle it

failure to launch
failure to command
failure to demand
i'm daisy duking you with on hand

tied behind back
4 2 days corprate bitch didn't holla back
appealling facts of gold dust roads son fuck punk i'm done
you showed no professionalism
ain't no righteous bone in him
italian brother hood
mafia family i'm carrying the wood
beating converts in converse wit stars hang'n of ankle
go ahead and chuckle
whose really caught up is this bubble
dollar bill government seal
skate board p battle blading cd roms in pc
connecting incovenience bombs
horror horoscopes say i need a high way coach
but i ain't stranded
wit the people smack down candy ass dam it
rock drops elbow
and rattle yo ego now you need legal aid
i've been paid playing this game
of introverts
i birth time to reason
it's my season
to trim basketballs of rims
grim reapper a know death seeker of his harvest
not a humanist
but a serpent
injection sickle cells back drafting
ablum causing wax build up
in optical nerves
you don't have the nerve
watch a stephen kings
movie in middle of transition
you lost transmission
now you mask is decomposing
ballets bullets and shoe string spit
that can't even flood florida shit
what is this you say?

failure to launch
failure to command
failure to demand
i'm daisy duking you with on hand

failure to launch
failure to command
failure to demand
i'm daisy duking you with on hand

say i got bad habits
turning me into a ghetto bandit
that's because they can't handle it

go ahead and blaze that blunt up
lance this bitch with a coke kane killer khan spit