Rock N Sock (feat. Ron James)

We sending calendar requests for fades Our business hours is four to four for gettin' paid A hater and a lazy man the same type of worthless Rocket Scientists like, this ain't Catch the Fade verses The sole got a barcode beyond the bag Now you below sea level, you a soft shell crab These Pop Pop's been out for too long, they kinda stale Everybody a Alpha Male, 'til they around an Alpha Male These Outkasts, I'm from A Tribe Called Mobb Deep These Cobra Kai's tell Johnny Law to do crime sweeps Implicate a man in a story, without their permission No ifs, ands, or buts, my nigga, you are snitching Take a shot to get the shot, I don't even believe in them Above all, me and my pen, is fucking Queen and Slim You trash, Khawi laugh, slaps off the backboard You in ICE like you crossed the boarder with no passport Look, off all with a hive mind I make my city shed light to the stars, that's a skyline Friends, white lies, injuries, all get the same cast All these cockroaches get afraid if I raid their past Ticketmaster or a script, mad lines for our recital Couldn't cut a record if they put a knife to a vinyl Even with being a shell of myself, I'm the better man My jab'll smoke 'em, then, coffin, from my secondhand They'll look for clout, not the many ways of gettin' paid Tryna get the Juice now? Or is it Simply Lemonade? Cause I notice the Universe handing out plenty of citrus To the vicious, malicious, minions being gifted at mischief Always between the lines like a barricade, extinguishing flair away For breathing near the throne's heir today Yeah, Black Mick Foley in this bih And I even got a great one dropping bows on hearts, what a gift Yeah, nigga, we want all the guap Sir Tizz, Ron James, nigga, Rock N Sock