Left In the Clip (OG Version)

Yo, Greasy Boo and juggernauts up in this bitch

EC up in the house, in your mouth

Yo

Copy up in here

My man Cage, what up Cage?

Saying, ya act bid alls

It's like

Copy write the white James Brown

Write flames down

Irate on these light weight clowns with light weight sounds

You lie face down while I take crowns and violate towns

And fuck who opened up

It's my place now

But you barking loudly

For a mutt that's part Chi-wowee

Still shine when I'm high

Partly sunny, partly cloudy

You talking mouthy

And I'ma duct tape you fuck faces

Ain't no way to straighten how you bit

Fuck braces

Gauges end up blazing out you cliques

Duck quickly

I'm like a broken condom

None of y'all can fuck with me

I hope you cool, it's often at

Revolving gat aimed at your frame

The palms will clap

The High exaulted's back

Fresh off tour

Yeah, left a mess on whores

Promoters that owe us, don't sweat bullets through Teflon pores

And I match 'em two for every one they sweat out

Spread the lead out with the highbeams

I'm like Visine, I get the red out

We at the club and I'm out of my forehead

Eyes so bloodshot

Everything's painted all red

And we all wet, shit

Shit, my crew all bent

Enough to send shots straight through the doors of a Benz limo

So obliterated, they ID 'em by the passenger's dental

Pissy drunk and I'm tipping like domino's

We live it up, plush plots, we get high you know

Me when I'm in the car

Sipping my cup in fly denim

Hater's know we got fly with 'em

Bitches wanna rock with 'em

After the bar, leaving with so-called rap stars

Smoking too many blunts

They making me laugh hard

We rap gods, Weathermen

It's time to blast off

Tame been all city since Tootie had small titties

Come to the malls with me

I be spending all fifties

High again

With enough smoke to choke a fireman

Last seen with 76 Phillie's like Iverson

High and bent in my environment

Where I invent lyrical violence

That'll separate the mice from the men

Timberlands swamp stomp competition that's listening

Twice as interested 'cause I'm different

The difference in being the champ

Or going the distance

Tame one, the Cheech wizard

Tragic magic, mental dyslexic, be rapping backwards when I practice

Mentally hit, bent like I'm taking shit

Drink a whole Hennessy fifth and won't trip

See me in the corner rolling chocolate chips in little bricks

That's the Isabella, twenty, twen twen twen like Chris Tucker

This motherfucker

Tame is that ****

You chilling at a killer's dinner party

Evening's will pull us, put a blade in you

It's just retrieving the bullet

Death's still touring

Stars thinking of warring

You're weaker each release

Like Lucas wrote they shit for 'em

I'm just trying to get my money to build

But I can't fell with my hands so Cage is coming to kill

And fix these numbers

And spend some of this HBO check on embalming

Like six feet under

Left side of the stadium get torn the fuck down

Give these indie rap squaters more reason to suck now

Shit, piss, and corruption

So fuck the love

While I roll with my cult following

And drink some blood

Yo, breezily I approach

I spy on enemies

He could be like I'm Coach Bobby Knight

Y'all Brian Deneheys

I'll be tight seeking these bad actors

See your ass crack, and Steve's drunk in some gay bar

Off fag daiquiris

Life's trife, Al-Qaeda's wow wide eye

Here, death to the infidels

I feared for my wife's life

Then my thoughts switched

If I had some talks with my Weatherman brethren

But now I pimp that storm bitch

Perform, get your dough, you show your ass

Nice, good tits

Over down, for the pound

Cover heist footprints

We weather whatever men

Y'all whether or not to continue living here

But you know you never have sex

With women

The crew's legit, could never be sloppy

I see copy, copy, copy

Leaving brothers on some pooba shit

Just avoid Cage

You act tame, greasily goin' harder

Than Sammy Sosa during 'roid rage

I bet he has a rebel

A lyrical cannibal

A lyrical cannibal

I bet he has a rebel

A lyrical cannibal

A lyrical cannibal

I bet he has a rebel

A lyrical cannibal

A lyrical cannibal

Bet he has a rebel

A lyrical cannibal