I’m a swash-buckling knuckle upper

I just smoked up my supper

You call it a second course, I call it a double puffer

Got yacht club bunnies dancing butt naked to Wu-Tang

While drinking electric Kool-Aid

Excused to the powder room then proceeded to powder her membrane

A self made man making sales in bathrooms and backrooms through disposable cell phones

I can sell sand in the dessert, you couldn’t sell rocks to the Flintstones

Before we set sail lets get a few rules straight

I'll be the captain and sailor jerry's my first mate

The open bar keeps the rest of my crew sane



With just a flick of my wrist

I create ill rhymes with sick twists

Got my eyes trained to aim for the top and I'm taking the shot, I won't miss

This is lyrical warfare and my lines are designed to explode at the max yield of atomic

I'm here claiming the crown because I've decided I want it

I'm a word surgeon you're just a wanna be rap star

You're persona is Viagra induced, you're fake hard

And I've been sent here to prove it

I'll see this through to the end, calling you all out, pen to pen, let's do this



This is the land of stick up kids and dope boys

Where the bang bang of gun play begins to sound like white noise

It’s an epidemic been to the epicenter

Some spots stay so hood that the red cross wouldn't dare to enter

And the reinvestment act took it’s investment back

Social security’s broke, got ransacked

By government fat cats

That steal from the poor and fill up their nap-sacks

We all read from the same book but can’t seem to get on the same page

We all wear the same chains

Part of the same working class to which we’re all slaves

The sad fact is that crime is one of the only jobs that still pay's

Creating criminals, subliminal, no one can live off minimum wage

This country has turned it’s back on the masses, quickly tried to cover their asses

After hearing the click clack of my cocked back 12 gauge