Verse 1:
Coin Banks :
You batten down, we battened up, now you trying to bury down
I bury ya’ll, bust through the doors, Kramer up in Jerry’s house
Pour me some of that Henny thanks, I’ll be sure to take every ounce
We be sure to take everything
Then we bounce

How inconsiderate am i, make ya chicks berry bounce
Turn her cherry out, spreading out in her wedding gown
Doing aerials with her ass on the floor

Don’t hear a sound
Parked on ya lawn, calm of the storm
Rationalize the art of the war
You scramble for life, while I’m at the door

Bring the hammer out, swing the hammer round
So, board up ya windows and doors
Quick just batten down the, hatches
Grab my hammer it’s on
Rama Lama Ding Dong, cause a racket, act a ratchet
Go bananas King Kong , Coin and Pac Div on that rap shit

Chorus: Atom Scratch "Batten Down The Hatches"
Verse 2:
Like:
Motivated, trying to get them operating’s
Cultivated, play the beat; I’m gliding on it like rollerblading

So amazing, that’s ya girl? Take ya girl
Break ya girl, and then pass her back, that’s a wrap, ass is wack, as for rap

Handle that like C Paul, handle that like Fifa dog
Matter fact, it’s your freaker bro, we smashing that, it’s free for all

Packing up, she back it up, She acting up
She ain’t fucking with you if you don’t have enough

Better get them hatches up
Pull up in them Acura’s
N***as bring them ratchets up
Leave you in them aqua ducts

Face down like you bout to get some acupunc- ture , sir, your never certain, whatever’s yours
You are the sickness, we are the cure
You’re the roses, were the manure
Where’s my valour
I am trip, here’s a brochure
And I produce, and I record
And I preform, and I’m on tour
N***a, what?
Chorus: Atom Scratch "Batten Down The Hatches"

Verse 3:
Coin Banks:
You are the type to open the door, we are the ones that knock
Its Coin and Ta-Ku, Walt and Jessy, homie yo we lab partners
Hit you with a haymaker; see you a day later
Ta-Ku the Black Mamba, can Superman save angles?

Dwight in LA, I pivot and drive in the lane, swish
Coin and Ta-Ku, like Pippen and Mike in the game, bish
I’m the Big Lebowski
Handle all my house keep, bish
Wonder how the world would do without me
Try and drown a fish

Cherry jubilee flambé, sautéed, hella gourmet
I swing the hammer all day, hey, Harry Belafonte

Get retwerked, you’ll need work, so prepare, we coming
Kick a hole in the speaker, and jet, keep it 3 hundred