Have a cup of coffee, sit back and open up your mind
Now this type of rhyme was designed to keep writers above the line
Cause I`ll guide us above the swine, and keep the gate up for traitors
While beats cater to cut-creators and fader operators
From Decatur to Kendall, the terminator to pencils and pens
More to the P than the Rentals were friends
But that be dated like them leaders of cheers be under beers
I`ve contracted calendars to number your years
I put pressure on motherfuckers like 300 lb. Peers
Like a captain on blank pages, I`m steering clear
Whether weather`s ever severe, I`ll bring ya to mass with the classics
Stopping the wack shit just like naked bitches in traffic
I`m graphic by design, Illustrated like sports without the swimwear
Between her wet thighs is where your bitch be feeling my chin hair
You know I had to go there cause I`ve been there
I`ll Spice your Girl up, that`s what I really really want
Now, we can talk coffee like Linda Richman
I`ll fold your style, and I`ll switch then
take your picture just like I`m Pitman
Throw in Danny Glover to Crispin, it`s all related
Sank-a titanic crew now their records be inundated
It`s all correlated, everything that I`ve stated
I speed up Metabolisms while you be decaffeinated
Known for leaving ya satiated, I`m delegated
Representatives in my House ain`t thirsty cause I`m Irrigated
Niggas get irritated, Hate it when I`m elated
They`re pained cause I pull em down more than windows get shaded
Cause they`ve evaded the sun and concentrated on the gun
But if I crack em open-if they`re see through, I`ll breeze through
Adversaries that`s even tinted. I`ve got a penance for pennants
So if you dirty seconds, I`ma clean a minute
Even though, I`d cream the senate, I still don`t PUFF laws
Or blow out judiciary committees within the city
And I`m pretty confident, that with these pronouns and consonants
I`ll rapture the heavens and all the seven global continents
And I`m in this, Breaking up the plates just like some Greeks in Pangea
Even if they`re dubs for the clubs
And I`m off a level that I even out on my own
But, I`ve been known to take it over the top, like Stallone
So, when the road be getting Rocky and I`m hanging from cliffs
I`m locking out the daylight, and then I hit `em with this
I keep it on and on and, you, it don`t stop
You`d better protect your 7-UP because I`m blowing up the spot
So, I keep it bubbling, so da niggas`ll know the half between the boring and me
It`s cause I got the pep, see?
If these kids is rhyming `bout Coke, then I`ma keep my Tab on `em
They can`t Dye-it Right, that`s why all of the skags want `em
I`m icing more niggas at their peaks than a mountain do
Maintenance at the Fontainebleau`s all they`re amounting to
Rip ya to bits for the sake of counting you, leave ya wound in two
Bounding your throat and make guesstimations about the sound of you
Doggin`, but never hounding you, that`s just too easy
That threatening style of rhyme never appeased me
So I prefer to squeeze the
Last drop out of metaphors and similes Like they was a squeegee
I`ve got more game than E3, I never saw E.T
But you I still phone home- Don`t fuck around within the Tonedeff zone
Because you bound to get your whole set thrown, Hoes get stoned
I`ll repossess your shit and then your clothes get loaned
Cause no army can salvage you when you push me
I`d lay you out Quick, but that`s a bigger turn off than bushy pussy
So, I spread the fly vibe like eagles with butterknives
Now you can dissect that line, and three definitions you`ll find
With some repetitions and time, you`re bound to catch on
But those who don`t are getting beat by the beast like Gaston
And lyrically that`s the beauty of it... I pull back heads like Pez
Cause I was hand-picked by Juan Valdez
Not the number, but the name you call, and I`ll be coming when
You need another cup of joe from the Cuban/Colombian
