Long time no see
Long time no see

Long time no see
Long time no see
Long Long time no see
Long time no see

I’m getting antsy
All you little kids go to the corner
I’m the sommelier who will change your taste
Blow on it when it’s hot
I’ll throw this one to you, bow your head in thanks, hurray
Hey mister and sister, I’m TOP, the real one is coming

Blow on it while it’s hot
When I rap, it’s so hot
It hasn’t been that long
What to do with this burnt smell

You with the sleeping cells
Have you seen the last weapon?
The thin eardrums of the sleeping soul
I’ll poke it with a thorn, make it burn
You with the sleeping cells
I’ll poke it with a thorn, make it burn
Oh God God God God
A shower that washes your eardrums