LUNCHTIME

And now I’ve gotta sing that damned chorus

But I don’t even know what to rap about

Though I do wanna rap

Shit I made that my way

So you just check it out

Cuz now I’ve gotta sing that damned chorus

But I don’t even know what to rap about

Though I do wanna rap

Shit I made that my way

So you just check it

Sometimes I think too much

I think while I’m having lunch

Nothing can stop me from that

Nothing except my raps

It’s like my raps be the cure for the people

They feel it better while they listening

That’s why I feel so fly like an eagle

Acute like the needle

Cute like

Whatever man

Crow in the fog:

All black

Hella high

Waving them wings like:

Sup!

Hello

Hi!

First one to make them speakers bump that hard

Bring the heat that hot

Ringiding that block

But still

I’m thinking on and on now

So lemme roll up

Light up

Than I sip some cola

Lemme think

My lunchtime is over

And now I’ve gotta

And now I’ve gotta sing that damned chorus

But I don’t even know what to rap about

Though I do wanna rap

Shit I made that my way

So you just check it out

Cuz now I’ve gotta sing that damned chorus

But I don’t even know what to rap about

Though I do wanna rap

Shit I made that my way

So you just check it