the mic of over achievers Smokin' sewer cops bottom feeders And parking meters a bunch of bad dudes In the mad brew and tattoos So think twice before you pass through Or get clapped through wack crews
head bussin Ain't no escapin, da mad face invasion Hot ice and cold steel, bustin up in ya grill Word to God I get odd And even leave a punk dread out
mind, one time Aiyyo Nas (whattup Paul) kick that fuckin rhyme Verse One: Nas Check it out When I'm chillin, I grab the buddha, get my crew to
for a mile, after this i think i'm gonna lay low for a while, with increasing frequency i'm seeing ghosts on the weekends especially, these useless crews
it real good Ooh baby baby, ooh baby baby Ooh baby baby, ooh baby baby, get up on this D I P S E T, that gangsta crew You know the rules, follow codes
beans, rice, and bread on my shelf Now everyday I see my momma struggling So now its time I got to do something I look for work I get dissed like a jerk I do odd
On Exscursions. ima Virgin of swap meets Im So pure So sick its no cure. Im Dope Where The Feens At ? Ike Where The Jeans At That had the crew t shirt
[Intro: Tyler] Nigga had the fuckin' nerve to call me immature Fuck you think I made Odd Future for? To wearin' fuckin' suits and make good decisions?
, yeah we knock 'em out the box yo Money's deep like the gold at fort knox yo Rhyme killer, kill an iller rhyme with no effort At you trick a hole your crew
Stuffin' odd just gimme the nod We all evolve from the city of gods We all evolve from the city of gods We all evolve from the city of gods Stuffin' odd
and talk to you Poison to few, niggas who be bitin? styles, I'm like pork to Ooh, what you got to lose? Let mud fly When I got blues I chew whole crews
If you think you can out rhyme me, boy, I bet I ain't met the motherfucka who can do that yet Why their played out rhymes remain odd I stay cool like
bread on my shelf Every day I see my mother struggling Now it's time, I've got to do somethin' I look for work, I get dissed like a jerk I do odd jobs
all the bills. Anyhow, Kitty comes home tonight. Harry was already in bed. She goes to change. When she returns, she notices something rather odd, extremely odd
a Remy in 'em In and out of lanes like a New York cab I'm Mr. Ol' King, that New York cab Who's this fake *****, on pictures with the Jake *****? Got his crew
'em In and out of lanes like a New York cab I'm Mr. Ol' King, that New York cab Who's this fake nigga, on pictures with the Jake nigga? Got his crew
hang their guns up on the wall Corn balls watch a television Pull a gun out in the hall Crew-cut rainbows hang on streets Hoping they'll find a friend Odd