Yo
Slick like Kennedy, score like 23
Puerto Rican mamis see me, then they go, “ven aqui”
Your chick want me cause I got more energy
She see me in the street; she blow her horn like Kenny G
Lying to your face, say she ain’t tryna get with me
I’m brown and I’m smooth, might as well call me Hennessy
Got more kicks than an epileptic centipede
Bout to blow my top, Mount St. Helen, B
Muthafucka you don’t know the half, Menefee
So I ain’t listenin to anything you tellin’ me
Say we got a few, but my team stack plenty, we
Stay on top while the green grows every week
Can’t hear me, ain’t seeing me like Ms. Keller be
Worser than Helen, fellas ain’t even smelling me
Fiendin’ for my team, so they volunteer like Tennessee
Chicks on my pole like a gondolier in Venice be

And man, y’all rappers need to go quit
Talkin loud saying nothing,
Polonius talking wack bullshit,
Spanky on production but he prone to spit
My shit phatter than Esther on Sanford and Son lips
Yo shit wack, sucks dick like Butkus
Y’all ain’t shit, when Spank get to spitting the rhymes
Flawless and won’t miss, Steve Nash on the line
I’m on the ball with mine, y’all grabbin y’all balls all the time,
Your girl steady givin’ them drawers on the side, yo
I stay in your girl like Playtex
But she ain’t on my mind, I'm thinkin 'bout paychecks
Played out like tape decks and Avirex jackets
Playing foul in the game, but still just can’t hack it
Y’all dudes ain’t live no more, y’all dinosaurs
You dying to rhyme the way I do all the time
I do all the fly shit, y’all fall behind
Y’all pretty much taking the L like poor sports
Overexposed, showing your ass like short shorts
I be the most serious black since Hogwarts
You funny dude, cause really you think you can tell me
That you rappin bout hundreds but really ain’t seen 20s
Should have let somebody else look at
All them lyrics ‘fore they came out of your mouth crooked
I'm from where niggas swing bats like they Willie Mays
That's how they play, don’t hate like Timmy Hardaway
Felonious niggas, they play you out just like an 8-track
You not a sharp G, then you’ll be A-flat