Yeah.

Check, check, one, two, one, two.

This shit was supposed to be fun, right?

So let's have some fun with it.

I'm sorry that I'm such a jerk, mom.

I got the devil in my mouth.

Satan.

Only built for Cuban links.

Raekwon, threatened everyone in the world.

Kim Jong, came up on streets that nobody was safe on.

The same streets that I used to cop my H on.

I swear to God that I blow up and I get big.

I really didn't mean that I put weight on.

And now I resurrect my rhetoric, my etiquette, instead of giving people the automatic sin.

Better get a sedative, settle your sentences, cause secondary secular music is not consecutive.

Meaning it's never ending, and even with editing, they're smaddling.

They're motherfuckers, they keep ascending and ascending.

They're perpetually peddling a pathetic brand of hip-hop.

And this is where the shit stops Oh, I always had a little rebel in me Label dropped the ball on me I guess you could call me Indy

Hittin' on our last crusade, we drove hours to play, it didn't get paid, no

I always had a little pebble in me.

Label dropped the ball on me.

I guess you could call me Indy.

And on the last crusade, we drove hours to play and didn't get paid.

I'm sorry that I'm so sick, Dad.

I bet they wish you never shot me out your dick, Dad.

It wasn't any concern the first time I went to church that my skin done burned.

I said it was psoriasis, but I admit I'm skeptical of how bogus this diagnosis is.

And that leads me to my next theory.

And it also would explain why God never hears me.

Did you and mom find a book in the basement?

Pounded human flesh?

No ink.

blood replaced it picked it up with a couple passages out loud and nine months later little old me popped out

This must be why all nice things bore me.

When I was a kid, I thought I was Jason Voorhees.

My father told me that Jason's a punk bitch I said, Dad, watch how easy your throat slits

That actually happened.

And on our last crusade, we drove hours to play and didn't get paid, no

I always had a little pebble in me.

Label dropped the ball on me.

I guess you could call me Indy.

And on our last crusade, we drove hours to plague and didn't get paid.

I'm Evil Ed from Fright Night.

When they poltergeist and watch them recover land in the one thing.

I'm not nerdcore.

Never was nerdcore.

Still call Star Wars one, Star Wars four.

I can't stop, I'm back at it, like I cracked at it.

comes back when the dealer don't have it.

And even I see clear through the haze that most

You MCs are weak like seven days.

You're weak like seven days.

you for different ways and that's all there is to it you pussies talk shit man I'm like bitch do it

I always had a little rebel in me.

Label dropped the ball on me.

I guess you could call me Indy.

And on our last crusade, we drove hours to play and didn't get paid much.

I always had a little pebble in me.

Label dropped the ball on me.

I guess you could call me Indy.

And on our last crusade, we drove hours to play and didn't get paid.