fuck dreaming i buck when im scheming
ya team look stuck really seem to be fiending
lyrics dont add up niggas whats da reason
bitches get fed but i keep leaning
draped up or stripped down beatnik still feeding
my pockets repeat rounds of what they love to be eating
ben franks big faces gotta bank the replacements
all thieves leave bleeding bust the heat in they faces
so many flows i flip you should really know the stasis
status, bitch beatnik is the baddest
take a puff of weed then i flip that cabbage
wack mc's be coming wit baggage
dont fuck wit me cuz yes im a savage
a bear wiping my ass yo crew are the rabbits
shitted on the throne leave it alone ya cant have it
a money magnet police had a dragnet looking for the sun
i shine cuz im the truth he knew he was out done
brought yall the proof been throwed ever since
the echo out the booth was just the evidence
im a king wit this shit son u just a newjack
not even a fresh prince