Spokesman

Can you dig it?

A dollar and a dream

One up in the chamber, holler at the team

The only thing gleam was machines for Christ sakes

The end brings, justice to the means and dices-fake

Rather eat a nice steak than rice cake

Police date, grease the bait, at least wait

On one, straight porn fun

Plate gone dun none, don't hate the son

Get it, while the getting's good

In it for the cheddar streads weather leathered tethered wood

Better could make a Feda' blood

Instead I should stood the sweaterhood for the better good

Suede, paid programmin'

And the jam played while we laid low scammin'

Party people say ho while he rhymed

With the beat so erratic, don't know how he timed it

Before I was so rudely interrupted

About to say the beat, how crudely it was constructed

Knowing this dude, he did it on purpose

Sped up the track so I could spit it all nervous

Still spat that raw flawless worthless

Motherfucking Villain at your service

Slip 'em the word, he'll rip 'em, jip 'em

Flip 'em a bird and have 'em dipping to the herb

I'm sipping on some slizzurp, slurred

This jerks a nerd, but his lipwork's absurd

Blurred! He knows the route

Just keep breathing real slow in and out

Until you get dizzy

Then close your eyes as the crew gets busy

But don't choke off that heavy tree smokin'

And we broke off, the celebrity spokesman

Can you dig it?

Alright