Whatup, hello, buneos dias, koneecheewah, bonjour
Je m'apelle greenie—on the mic w/ KRS—on tour
Come again? Like an encore, live scallops ain't this raw
2010's my first album—but I've rhymed since 84
I just been more underground than a dead body
Now I'm comin' out stompin like a hip hop zombie
and I'm gonna git you, sucka
The lyrical kiss of death is comin'--so PUCKA!
I was writin' rhymes back when Dwayne said "HEY HEY HEY"
I was doin girls who had pootangs not VUH JAY JAYs
KRS is next to me, so you best be respecting me
You think thachu got flow? But check it – I got yo vasectomy
SNIP SNIP __RIP RIP – GET A GRIP GRIP—
YOU IN SOME SHIT SHIT I DONE FUCKED UP YOUR DRIP DRIP
It's the chronic dichotomy of doin' rappers like sodomy
While I'm lyrically expressin' all this pain thas' inside of me
My parents--they lied to me my ex-wife--died to me--
So many things in my life that I've tried to be
This is the REAL me--- FEEL me--
Only I can heal me--
And only YOU can heal YOU--that's reality--- REALLY!
Topic that off get let's but
Reverse in rhyme my if what
Ain't it backwards? -how I look like a white stockbroker
But you bring me any emcee and they portfolio's over
'Dem gangstas wear mo' masks than the last day of October
They in my range like a rover faker than 9 leaf clovers
My album's droppin' like a hot can o' soda
KRS pulled my tab off, BOOM – it's over!