Sour Grapes (feat. E L U C I D)

Pig knuckle, braised soft

White tablecloth, skewered squab

Smile like El Gato, chilled gazpacho

Greens tossed, extra virgin sits on top of the sauce

I'm your boss's boss, did it my way

Hit the highway to rob, some took a loss

They came hat in hand

Eyeing a seat at the table but I let 'em stand

Selfish, butter-poached shellfish

The charred flesh of the helpless

Scoop marrow from bone

I can only imagine those loans have grown

Like the mortgage on your aspirational home

Liens leaning on your ceiling, the beams groan

You got a lot on your dome

I eat like Noreaga, vomit crusted on the throne

Blood run out the prime rib

Student debt the next ship to sink like that subprime shit did

Napkin tucked like a bib

Filthy, silverware untouched, ripped carcass, grilchy

Swiftly condemn the guilty

Sacrificial lamb, rosemary, cracked black pepper

What you want from me, marital advice?

I suggest you crack the heifer, check her

Double-check the exchequer

Then tell the chef, pork belly on polenta

Poached egg centers, grated white cheddar

Vacuum every crumb, Black & Decker

Show a little leg, honey, I might tip better

A day late and a dollar short

Thanks for your support, yo, let's pop this cork

A day late and a dollar short

Thanks for your support, yo, let's pop this cork

Sour grapes flow out the bottle

Sour Ds blow out the nozzle

Public enemies, I got a right to be hostile

Say what you mean, if you don't know, shut the fuck up

Casual's everything, beretta theme, code of conduct

At ease, man or machine, compute supreme

Harmless believe, your favorite thieves

Make the change you wanna see, do you believe?

Cowards freeze, power steam, pack heat

Don't forget to make that crease, bammer

Wolves tryna eat, no retreat, blam-blam hammers

Peeled off in tinted Jeeps blaring rap standards

All questions that the eyes don't lie would never answer

Baggy RIP tees and lit votive candles

Molded random, manicured and pampered

You'll never understand it, for those who been abandoned

I'm speaking candid, overly anxious

Stress build fast, it might strangle

All that glitters ain't gold, but shit'll dangle

No bankroll, still on tilt like a Kangol

What that for?

Sour grapes flow out the bottle

Sour Ds blow out the nozzle

Public enemies, I got a right to be hostile

A day late and a dollar short

Thanks for your support, yo, let's pop this cork

A day late and a dollar short

Thanks for your support, yo, let's pop this cork

Sour grapes flow out the bottle

Sour Ds blow out the nozzle

Public enemies, I got a right to be hostile