Juyeah, yeah
Live from the backroom, baboon
I'm an animal and I blow like boom
Every lyric that you hear feeling like a stab wound
Leave his stomach in the clouds, shining like had moon
Get your nose broke, get your eyes black, raccoon
Slow poke hating my raps smack goons, in the mouth
Schooling rappers, welcome to the classroom
Independent kill the majors, they can smell the gas fumes
My Cadillac vroom, 85 North
A-town homie we ain't riding skateboards
My boys hit a lick cuz they ain't trynna pay for it
Down on my luck hear me when I pray Lord
Rapping for the underground until im in a graveyard
They be routing for me on the T.V screen
White got soul like im BB King, a rock star like im B. Springsteen
You wanna battle ring the bell homie, ding ding ding
Dodging bullets p-p-ping ping ping
Everybody be ducking 'em when im smoking looking greener then a string green bean
Up in a cutlass dummy she seen me on the shelf in the store, my album out
Its The Life and Times of Jonny Valiant, now
Go and get it if you like what your hearing, if you didn't you don't know what your talking 'bout
Yuh uh yeauh
Strange Music, Slumerican, Northside A-town