Thirty-six ounces what that amounts is A whole chicken finger licken is the rumor Catch a tumor you say I'm dickin my consumer Suede Puma's as I walk
times (Oh!) Take my rap skills multiply by three times All it takes from my verse to defeat him is three lines (Yeah!) Peep my battle ability weak guy
is the way of the mountain they took half my nuts and berries and riddled "who's counting?" bit my finger with the truth, the blood was spouting now my