[Verse 1/Marlboro: Oddyssey]
Stupid is as stupid does, Medal of Honor in the PS, blowin' steam off, you think that we stressed?
And Si bet, senoritas is the weakest, weak kneed leaps, then I'm out like Seacrest
I guess I took some time off like recess, but I'm back, spit it out like sick tongue depress
Take three steps back, and recheck ya prespects, and I can bet you hear them pins drop when you reject
If I die today, remember me like Solid Snake, Menthol Lights and a bowl of Frosted Flakes
Oh my mistake, you cannot shine brighter, them jump shots get blocked like writers
Get shocked like black kids into superhero suits, when they fighting crime atop them trashcan gliders
Fade into the back like static, illmatic kid crackin' all you fuck bois rappin'
Toe tappin', 94 anthem, fresh out the pantry, el Rey of la casa, of Tia Tamera Landry
I can't be, the only motherfucker rappin' with two years of highschool and lacks dumbass
Transactions, paper in hand, attract bitches that fan themselves dry when I stroll past them
And Wilson told me I'm crazy, I had to cast him, it's Mr. White flashin' that all black platinum
I had to flatten em, pancake stackin' like my man Hesher R2 trash compactin'
Fast actin' tough actin tinactin, denominate quick while you fags subtracting
In the booth, and the shit I spew is ruthless
Unhashtag so your tweets is oomfless
Who did this? We never cease to amaze
And never cease to get praise
And thats the way it's gon' stay
Why act ho like Rap Snitch Knishes, please bitches, handle your liquor and change your britches
And this is, black lung second hand smoke rap, whores saying golly oh lord how does he flow that?
Man I know that, finna hit a lick and cripple crips and shed blood on that pine wood floor, daps

Nah fuck ya'll

Gimme that, and they pound signing my album, praying a record deal is the only sizeable outcome
Gimme that, and they pound signing my album, praying a record deal is the only sizeable outcome
'Fore I out them. Gimme my smokes, son
You don't me know me, I don't fuck with you blokes son
You don't me know me, I don't fuck with you blokes

[Verse 1/305: Oddyssey]
This be that classic Oddy, click clack and a plastic shotty, no more. nose knows no snotty, oh lord, go
Flow like sandpaper, rugged but gets the job done, niggas jump up and get jolly like ahhh son
Stahp It, Rahn, traumatize ya like Budwieser, flashed badge like this wisecrackin' cops lying
Stop buying, invest in bachelors rappin', so wall street'll crash when my first single drops, sadly
You couldn't even get the time of day from Big Ben, can't spell slaughter without laughter in your pig pen
Rig, then, set, run run run away, stash the gun in the same barrel of hay where Altair stay
La Flare SK, Mona Lisa DaVinci, I don't share no brushstrokes, I'm feeling kinda stingy
If you look like Basquiat, I'm a young Salvador Dali, and my bitch body painted while she trippin' off the molly
Whoah, golly, never seen such enthusiasm, but when he on the streets, they all scream so rudely at him
Crudely @ him, so he get it in his mentions, enjoy your 9-5 and progressive hypertension
Ascension, Shonen Jump, Ruroni Kenshin, sleep all day, in love with permanent suspsension
Yip Yip, Appa, say hi to my flying bison, 808 drums like Kanye had taught Tyson
A hangover, spit stupid through his drunken stupor, never floss the ring, spiked loafers like King Koopa
So Mr. Juicer, tell me what is mightier, the pen or the sword stuck in Gandondorf to not abuse her?
And Princess, dont indulge in lit Skooma, are you colour blind Ref, rocking them black and white pumas?
So no fumas? Then don't stand near me, I'll pack 'em a little lighter so you motherfuckers could hear me
Fuck ya'll