Antelope

Well my hat brim might be worn a little too low
You’re too slow, what the fuck do you really think you know?
I do so and every rhyme I spit is just so crucial like Metamucil
I kill some rhymes that I'm used to
You park so high and mighty but I’m not mighty high
Duddy smoke you out with weed and leave your mouth fuckin' dry
Cause some of them rappin', clappin', laughin',
Always beer tappin' fuckin' dorkette slappin' be ridiculous at how I’m trippin' is
All I’m thinking, is this the best MC that you could find?
I shine like some moonlight through the pine
Yo and even if you rewind, I’d still stay dope up with my line
Well if you're generally irie then roll with the style the
Duddy smoking Cali green leaf till I die B
Leave me alone when I’m chillin' in my home
Yo I’m smooth like a Schwinn and I shine like the chrome of its fender
Remember this microphone defender
Return your shit to sender, cause no one wants to hear it yo
Your lyrics are weak and yes your spirit's meek and you an ignorant mother fucker yes it shows when you speak
You reek of disappointment your rhymes need some ointment
The crowd at your shows always laughin' and pointin'
Leavin' and booin', my point has been proven
And I’m still backstage just smokin' and boozin'
Refusin' the sets, save the best for my choosin'
I’m choosin' the rest so you're losin'
Well don’t forget about the down and dirty southern Cali flow
Just open up the melody and let the rhythm go
I’m hoofin' up the track just like a bouncin' antelope
And soften up your skull just like a ripened cantaloupe because the west (west) coast (coast) knows how to kill it
Yo and y’all (y'all) know (know) when it’s time to feel it yo we make it right (make it right) so we up all night (up all night) yo until it’s tight (until it's tight)
A bohemian rhapsody, these syllables after me with lyrical chastity and verbally blasphemy
The illest we have to be with musical masterpiece so come on and clap with me, so come on and clap with me
So come on and clap with me
Just come on and clap with me
So come on and clap with me
Yo, just come on and clap with me
Once upon a time in the neighborhood there was a little dirty boy that was up to no good
He had a chip in his tooth and a mic in his hand, he had a dirty ass head from the beach and the sand
He said, “I just got out the water and I’m, I’m late for school.”
I asked Duddy to skip and he said, “That’s cool”
So we went to the liquor store, got ourselves some magnum
Rollin' down the street yeah you know we brown bagged 'em
With the 50s on top and the 20s on bottom
Said we rollin' through my hood yeah you know we got 'em
Sucker MCs wanna battle me but that’s okay
I tell em don’t fuck around because we don’t play
I sang rock out with my cock out I got balls of steel
Hear me clankin' down the street like a bag of beer
Said the dance off session go on start right here
Duddy B grab the wheel because I can't steer
You got 20 inch rims and they spinnin' when you stop
Said I don’t give a fuck kill it when the beat drops
Cause that’s what I respect to all you knuckle heads and derelicts
Just jammin' down the sound with the syllables and intellect
Maybe not the intellect but syllables are clean
And I leave you in the desert with an empty canteen
While I be rippin' ? the Galapagos
And I’d be pickin’ foes like a pick in a fro
And all you chicken head hos that come to pick at my shows
You got to go