Your Old Droog - Freeway Firerate me
Crash on a freeway, lettin' it splash
You fuckin' with me, been _______(?)
____(?) I ain't lettin' it pass
Pull a Leon and get in that ass
You got the battle, I'm winnin' the war
For mixtape shit you got the nack
But you by this, why you ain't been put on the track?
See the way I'm twistin' words?
Flow so unorthodox? We doin' it for the nerds
I do it for 'em blocks that only buy us and the locks
And the corner store with the ox, next to the holster's brand kegs
Throwin' it into these handshakes(?!)
We're talkin' bloods and crips
Christians, jews, muslims
Suities and CIs, Sawyer girls, she aight
You had to flee the fight, this one chose fight
Three did the re-does, remix fine
03 black-out, when these people gon' see the light?
(We're not done!)
Came out the game with that heat bocked
You pussies gettin' treated for sack, no rubber
I'm runnin' the war, she luv it, what's all the fuss for?
Got a problem with me? You can breech me for what I ______(?)
I was all ova J-Records, your career dwindled on J-Records
That ain't even a shout to cash, cause casualty slay
And cats who can freestyle all day
But their songs are trash, that will neva thub
It's like cocaine. Why give 'em alarm?
When you can give 'em somethin' to bump
Ya feel me?
Look-e here, I can tell you that I don't do a cappella
Gimme a track, the dash burn
Helled up and trashed, make ya feel like your sun just crashed
80 core pile-up (?!)
You're doin' this since ______(?)
Not the guy you wanna rile up
Cuz I can and will pull yo file up
_____(?) eatin' the beat like the bacon wrap buffet ____(?)
Tho we hit the scripper stroll, get a gallop on the pole
Like the gallopo, just sit back while I run shit
Man, you punkers know the role
Befo' I send you to the black hole
That's the void, the illest flow since Freeway
With punchlines like Fathom Roy, don't even gotta get dissed
To get destroyed, overjoyed
And by the way, how's your hemorrhoids?