I see the deepest greens

I hear the darkest blues

Might not be synesthesia

Might be apartment fumes

G-g-get up and dance

G-g-get up and dance

I w-w-wipe my son's ass

And get shit on my hands

He'd get in my car and be like

"Daddy, play some Busdriver"

Why the fuck's it take two lines to do a one liner?

And why's it take three beats to do a two-step?

Sick days, I got two left

So I take five, Dave Brubeck

I make jazz jokes so I'm flat broke

Mad at LOST and that black smoke

Fuck you if you're a white man that assumes I speak for black folks

Fuck you if you're a white man who thinks I can't speak for black folk

Let that soak in your rap quotes

And your head hurt, and your back broke

Half black soap and half crack smoke

I admit that it's an imperfect blend

Hold up it's my turn again

I'm playing 13 games of Words With Friends

Lift your hands

Lift your head if your clothes are clean and your kids are fed

Mine's potty trained, so when he pisses the bed

Then he can tell I'm heated like infrared, yeah

We're the best, mostly

Sometimes the freshest rhymers

We the tightest kinda

Respect my qualifiers

Respect my qualifiers

Respect my qualifiers

Respect my qualifiers

(Respect my, respect my)

We're the best, mostly

Sometimes the freshest rhymers

We the tightest kinda

Respect my qualifiers

Respect my qualifiers

Respect my qualifiers

Respect my qualifiers

Respect my, respect my

They say they're looking for me, but I don't wanna hear it

You can find me in the park district, volunteering

With my hair disheveled, and my sneakers scuffed

Or use your GPS and get your celly features up

I went to Africa, they played me on the radio

And did I weird the people out? Yeah, maybe so

'Cause all they knew was jive

And all I do is vibe

And "Bright Green Light" made the program director lose his mind

He said, "What type of rap is that? Ain't no bitches, hoes"

And I ain't even being funny, homie didn't know

Shoulda said it's whimsical

Like Serengeti taught me

My thoughts are very lofty

Response time is very faulty

I'm far too young to lead

And way too old to die

I ain't played Call of Duty, smoke you in Golden Eye

RPG, roll the die

JPG Kobe Tai

PG 13 Cobra Kai

PPG Luc Robitaille

We're the best, mostly

Sometimes the freshest rhymers

We the tightest kinda

Respect my qualifiers

Respect my qualifiers

Respect my qualifiers

Respect my qualifiers

(Respect my, respect my)

We're the best, mostly

Sometimes the freshest rhymers

We the tightest kinda

Respect my qualifiers

Respect my qualifiers

Respect my qualifiers

Respect my qualifiers

Respect my, respect my

I didn't write the words you hear me singing

I didn't sing a line before this one

And you are not the one I was addressing

That person took a train to Africa

And simultaneous events don't happen

We are isolated temporally

And the part is never called the whole thing

Though it bothers us to know it so