[Verse 1 Dirty J] Well, my, hat brim might be worn a little too low Youre too slow, what the fuck do you really think you know I do so, and every rhyme that I spit is just so crucial Like Metamucil, I kill some rhymes that Im used to You park so high and mighty, but Im not mighty high Duddy smoke you out with weed and leave your mouth fucking dry Cause some of them rappin, clappin, laughin Always beer tappin, fuckin dorkette slapping Be ridiculous at how Im trippin Is all Im thinking is this the best MC that you can find I shine like some moonlight through the pine Yo, and even if you were wine Id still stay dope up with my line [Verse 2 Duddy B] Well if you generally irie Then roll with the stylie Duddy smokin Cali green leaf til I die B Leave me alone when Im chilling in my home Yo, Im smooth like a Schwinn and I shine like the chrome Of its fender, remember this microphone defender Return your shit to sender cause no one wants to hear it Yo, your lyrics are weak and yes your spirits meek And you an ignant motherfucker, yes it shows when you speak Youre a wicked disappointment, your rhymes need some ointment The crowd at your shows always laughing and pointin Leavin and blewin, my boy has been groovin And Im still backstage just smokin and boozin Confusin the sets, save the best for my choosin Im choosin the rest so youre losin [Verse 3 Dirty J Duddy B] Well, dont forget about the down and dirty southern Cali flow Just open the melody and let the rhythm go Im hoofing up the track just like a bouncing antelope And soften up your Skoal just like a ripened cantaloupe Because the west west coast coast knows how to kill it Yo, and yall yall know know when its time to feel it Yo, we make it right make it right So we up all night up all night Until its tight until its tight Until its tight until its tight A bohemian rhapsody, these syllables after me With lyrical chastity and verbally blasphemy The illest we have to be, with musical masterpiece So come on and clap with me, so come on and clap with me So come on and clap with me Just come on and clap with me So come on and clap with me Yo, just come on and clap with me [Verse 4 Dirty J] Once upon a time in the neighborhood There was a little dirty boy that was up to no good He had a chip in his tooth and a mic in his hand He had a dirtyass head from the beach and the sand He said, I just got out of the water and Im late for school I asked Duddy to skip and he said, thats cool So we went to the liquor store, got ourselves some Magnums Rollin down the street, yeah, you know we brown bagged em With the 50s on top and the 20s on bottom Said we rollin through my hood, yeah, you know we got em Sucker MCs wanna battle me, but thats okay I tell em, dont fuck around because we dont play I sang rock out with my cock out, I got balls of steel Hear me clanking down the street like a bag of beer Said the dance off session, gonna start right here Duddy B, grab the wheel, cause I cant steer You got 20inch rims and they spinnin when you stop Said I dont give a fuck, kill it when the beat drops Cause thats what I respect, to all you knuckle heads and derelicts Just jammin down the sound with the syllables and intellect Maybe not the intellect, but the syllables are clean And I leave you in the desert with an empty canteen While I be rippin shows from here to Galapagos And I be pickin foes like Im pickin a fro And all you chicken head hoes That come to picket my shows You got to go
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