Intro:

Yeah!
For those who don't know, we're the cave boys

Hey, yo, I like to put my hat to the back
When I rap to the track
And I hear a lotta people
Say the captain is whack
But they lacking the fact that their acting is crap
And I spit it kinda something like a smack to the back

Rap star flow
As if it's at a five
Even if you gotta dive
I hope you catch every line

Metaphorical rhymes, I spit 'em with no drool
Like prehistorical times, I'm kickin' it old school

Yeah, I'm so cool with Jordan kicks on my feet
The Captain is no tool but I can fix any beat
Disgusting on any sheet
Of paper I write raps
Beginning to stand out, like typing in all caps

I bet you can fall back
I'm puffing the big L
Yeah, I'm thief shit but nothing the day smell
I'm living the day well

And making the night great
With the granite on my back I'm carrying my state
Life's great

Down ah, pick up a cordy
Start dancing like Eddie Murphy
And I can't speak clearly but I swear they wanna be me
Cause something down inside of me is telling me to do it
And girls are like verbs. Yo, it's what you do!!

Livin' the dream, this is living the proof
And I throw all of my thoughts when I'm up in the booth

We are whiter than teeth
I speak on any beat
Too clean and unique
Erase 'em like bleach

I spend time in headshops
The style tight like Bob Zinger's dreadlock
Lacrosse gear and the homeboy's a warrior
I stand tall you look like justin pedroia

Ain't nobody ever heard of ya
Flow on a verse and the beat do a bore and ya

Hit up a party and drink till you pass out
My shit's papalbon and baby I'm lights out

Outro:

The Cave Boys got way too much
The Cave Boys got way too much
The Cave Boys got way too much
And Imma hit you with something you can't touch

The Cave Boys got way too much
The Cave Boys got way too much
The Cave Boys got way too much
And Imma hit you with something you can't touch