your handle? Mission incredible, undercover convoy Full tilt, chromosome cowboy X ray, search and destroy Smoke stack, black top, Novacane boy Got some rum, long horn
do right now Is blow your motherfuckin' horns, louder, louder Yo, if you want that shit (That shit) That hardcore rough shit (Rough shit) Motherfuckers, blow your horns
So yea, I operate on a higher plane, my thoughts take a higher train Its dope, then you should know the suppliers name Its J. Cole, set of horns and
'm an American citizen The constitution said I'm three fifths I'm not a semi and gorilla Make my songs stronger than the horn of Gideon Truth is [Incomprehensible
t move right Fight when you need to bite when you have to Run no never stand ground then we smash (Chorus) Prevail: Virtuoso piano solo play Mozart Vocabulary colorful like feathers of a peacock Operating
Now dig what I say, uh, make me say it one more time Himalaya play maker, stashing goods and get the stepping Seven minutes in heaven, so I gleam the Lina Horne
it on seal it on, we're silicone Spark it on your Talkathon This rap phenomenon, to word is bond to the arms Hit me on the hip and horns, rap chaperone
a guitar A microphone an' she said I'd go far She said, "Just keep it raw, the lyrics hardcore" Listen to my talk an' get up, I'm on the corner with
was a crook but you ain't busting no lead homes Only jack you pulling is connected to some headphones The sound of the clap louder than several operas
Roach coach Mexican horn Singing "La Cucaracha" Suede face beggin' for bones Won't stop 'till he's got ya The surfer boy skatin' to Hell Be home by dinner
Carhoppers, car, carhoppers Uhh, uhh, I call girls carhoppers 'Cause I make em hit notes like they was singin' at the operas May I say, on any day, yeah
snatched me If their craft didn?t get trapped in the Earth?s gravity Engines started to fail, crashed into a farmer?s field An' that?s really what caused 'Roswell' Undercover operatives
back, rip you to some props in your paperback Gettin' rectums, doin' jobs like I'm Dr. Giggles Servin' em well, I stop their anals up with pickles With operation
the script You're feeling rust like a thrust of an arrow, plus You're looking through the eye of a barrel, Bus Emergency! Take him to the operating room
you asleep after work was chopped up Felt somethin' strange in my veins, I popped up One foot in the house shoot flew to the horn Got the cell operator
up to my bumper, baby And drive it in between Pull up to it, don?t drive through it Back it up twice, now that fit?s nice Operate around the clock
bunny, Jigaboo coon Pickaninny mau mau Uncle Tom, Aunt Jemima Little Black Sambo Cotton pickin' Swamp guinea Junk man Shoeshine boy Elevator operator Table cleaner at Horn
start from scratch rearranging the whole map Changin the blueprints, make sure no one's been tapped In fact son, that must've been the problem Take the horns
