Video Musik
Video Musik
Dari
PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Alchemist
Vocals
Oh No
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Alan Maman
Songwriter
Oh No
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Eddie Sancho
Mixing Engineer
Joe LaPorta
Mastering Engineer
Oh No
Producer
The Alchemist
Producer
Lirik
[Intro]
Yeah, yeah
Check me out
[Verse 1]
Dick in my duffle, got plenty style
Put this whole shit on my back and walk many miles
Place the Duku on your face with a razor and spill the ketchup out
The only way I know how to send a message out
Slinging foot in my Bally shoe and you stretched it out
Put the love, but that's a bad fit
Chewin' a matchstick, I'll spike the punch and send you on a bad trip
That's not a microdose, when it's time for me to recite, I hold a microphone
Close to my throat right here
Draped in a robe like Isaac Hayes when he was Black Moses
Flickin' ashes, smokin' opposition packages in a massive dosage
I floated here on a magic carpet
Say my name on a record makes you an automatic target
Now I gotta take out the garbage
Just gettin' started, now it's time to make my impression felt
Gettin' fat, need to add a notch on my Versace leather belt
Won't give a fuck, I let my nuts hang
Then fly low like a dust plane, bust down stangle out the Mustang
Use a shirt to wipe off the rust stain then continue busting
Speed in the foreign Neosporin to make the cuts sting
[Verse 2]
Yeah, the flood ain't fair
Ain't no animals safe here
The archer park, you dead in the water, your archers stay there
That beast that you thought that was in you, I see it been dead
You can't awake it, the cousin is sleep, the stone like a big head
Cruise through the ruins, the attitude is, fuck what you doin'
I could mousetrap, I'm stupid tryin' to get a shoe in
'Cause there's no vacancy for y 'all to move in
Y 'all know the motto, keep it movin' over shoulder movement
Ole Xander Usset, so we slappin' new shit
Goin' past abuses, beat down the eardrums and no exclusives
Checkin' for your acoustics
Sound like a rocket from the T -minus lift up
When the high comes down, I use your beard like a fuckin' Swiffer
Now you the made man, I let you clean the scene
Not a barber, but I'll give you them fades, nah mean?
The mad doctor is the occupation
I pull the ribs out of the chest improper like a game a Operation
We make Coaches out of samples from the surgery
Don't make me deactivate all your circuitry
I don't work for you ****, you work for me