Ping Pong

[M. sayyid] Watch the ball Watch the way i climb around your hall Walkin up walls Sideways then i stall Throw the web on you all Back up with a u-haul Wreck your rep like eddie on an la strip with rupaul Yeah you got the gall A bitch in a shawl rockin the mall Poppin pussy knockin He's on brawl talkin about He got a crazy benz Poutin, fussin every second Where's the atm's When you peep at my shit it's like a wavy lens Don't secondary y'all Do what i bake for the fate Two shakes of scary spice and i'm off with the cake On a rack for the track Let it cool off, then bleah Your whole crew want a snack after they nap Runnin up on me But i told y'all kids That's for the company My symphonic monopoly Philosophy sloppily Etchin notes awkwardly Quarter to three Glass amp with a gas lamp White wig slang wolfgang English chamber orchestratin a deadly banger Cliffhanger The stranger with anger Prospect park the strangler You couldn't catch me in the swamps With six navigators, alligators, maps and calibrators Yo priest throw the shit that keeps em on their toes like ballerinas It's the return [Priest] It's the return to the prime time That's your debt You get pet Expect to set epithets Epiliptic elipses My thought eclipses Lapses in your fractal jelly jar Czar dictator Often immitated and hated by many Judge me by my flows Judge me by my foes Enclosed foes Judge me by the fact on a track I reenact a fact that is only known In an intimate zone with a mic home at night Tight poems, i'm known to write triflin poems On homes of grown kids with blown wigs They live in crypts and sleep under stairs on chairs Three cheers, hp lives like plants Get your dance on, put your fake eyes on Try on krylon My songs sing about the freedom of my people New balance sneaker fever Thunder reciever On to the three is hp It's the return