(Jesus) Yeah, yeah, hell Yeah, yeah, hell Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah,
Froze over, when you you could hold Yoda With flows older than the first sold soda Grow more for my bros those rojo Them cincos are at it again, doja I am like Iron Mike, in the day My rhyming's iron height, defiant Try and bite, like a razor in a apple A taser and a jammy By a with the family shackles a man he's gaffled I get angry, I sip (chea!) on your rich lawn I was brought up and Christian I studying Chrislam (Chea!) That's not a so I place this John In chicks palm Give her something beautiful to on 'Till I one to her lip balm (Chea!) I've been since Reagan in politics Polished it got a big wallet where all of my dollars sit To the wall is split, then I gotta the casa, your god exists 'Cause a lot of chicks holler "Mr. Chopper hot as shit"
say I'm the best at what I do After me 5, 4, 3, and 2 Sometime I think they all gum So I tell them all to put that on Sriracha, I put on everything Sriracha, I put on everything Sriracha, I put on everything Sriracha, I put on everything
Yeah, I guess I'm supposed to come that fast flow Woo! I guess I'm supposed to with that gas flow But no, I'mma just spit it, I'mma get it Wish you tell me what I should do I know, hit the door Uh, yeah, feel like I here before Maybe I have but I can't with it Hit 'em with a semiautomatic, watch 'em with it Speaking on lyrical Everybody in my vicinity blowing they mind like I got no love for the enemy, somebody me the remedy I'm like what's good, fine Tell me what's on your mind, rewind this My message is this shit I put that on everything, I'm just being honest, So what's up, up Tech I'm sorry for the hold up but I been on the Should have had verse to your ass a long time ago When I put that on everything, I ain't had a to myself But I living like I ain't finna see tomorrow I ain't on no wealth I been good, I been feeling fine Pass the Sriracha, I put that shit on all of Busting like Columbine combined with a terrorist's That's been in four walls for some time
They say I'm the at what I do After me 5, 4, 3, and 2 Sometime I think all gum bumpin' So I them all to put that on somethin' Sriracha, I put that on Sriracha, I put that on Sriracha, I put that on Sriracha, I put on everything
Sriracha, the flavor We gotcha, haters jock us These choppers the knockers then blocker Disintegrating every chakra to off ya You can bet that we it proper When I put the bullets in a fully a hoodie Ain't nobody gonna stop us, gon' top us We 'em with no option, leave 'em with no conscience Leave 'em with no oxygen, leave 'em with no And even though I could see what they TV with a DVD, I can I see these street shockin' Easy if it need be then I just eat And I'm Eazy-E, I eat like I'm EBT shopping Credit Card Max, the bars back your hoe, get brain and all that Run in your house and bring your whore Sever your and dead the doormat Who got the keys to the Corvette Can't me, I'm the man in all black I been a nice chap since Catman on Fuck that, I nice way before that Can't ignore that, you can try But you end up next to Dido I'm that pen that wrote the I'm on your skin vitiligo Sing for the moment, I hit the high Someone let Elton John know the lieutenant I'm Hect Camacho With a Catholic priest and the Why you wiggidy wiggidy wack, gettidy get in the back With a umbilical patch, jump in the middle of the None of y'all niggas can act so niggas are packed Come and get it again, fuckin' a bitch in the Give me moment to fall, I'm gonna fit in the car I can do better yours, I can be ready to brawl I can be shattered and all, nobody to be hard Better be ready for war, tell me who for more
They say I'm the best at I do me it's 5, 4, 3, and 2 Sometime I they all gum bumpin' So I them all to put that on somethin' Sriracha, I put that on Sriracha, I put that on Sriracha, I put on everything Sriracha, I put on everything