Verse 1:
It’s like Don’t Be A Menace, Winter Warz reverse dentist
Kid I’ll smack you in ya jaw, I’m raw kid the bestest
Check this, hundred thousand clams baked and packaged
At this, Sweeps and Grease – we ain’t the average
Joe sloppy copies spit slang they can’t say well
Poppy seed mommies spread legs that ain’t aged well (eww)
Willie McTell spells, the blues crooners got me
Puffing mad Parliaments, Maggot Brain philosophies
Probably the sickest white kid with red hair
Barbaroja spits till red becomes grey there’s
Enough wack rappers who think themselves dapper
Red snapper looking floozies get shook and start crapping
Nutmeg, rap game, James Joyce, disciple
All praises due, without the dude it’s just trifles
IRA blam blams for Stan fans of garbage
Free styles by the dozen, never Uzi’s by the tonnage
Hook:
Where you from? Nowhere Massachusetts
Where the fun was parachuting pills and cursing at the sun
Where you from? Hundred thousand punches plus the bruises
Down and outers spitting slick shit without funds
Where you from? We’re major, you’re minor
Don’t deserve to be a player in the game of raps fucking finest
Dunes Deep Mobbing like the Queensbridge jersey’s
Double O Hennessy the Prodigy of Cursing
Verse 2:
(Whoop there it is, another strange use of rap slang)
Whoop there it is, another strange use of rap slang
Keep it in the lane, lame brains stay the same
Throwing gutter balls and begging for the spare
Sucking air, acting like this shit’s Hollywood Squares
Get corrected, fix your shit quick and get to stepping
Dunes is two dudes against your whole crew we’re reckless
Gnashing of the teeth like a dog with shaved ears
Behaves weird spitting slick through the beard
Change of scenery, the verbiage full of greenery
At least to me it’s looking like Grease jacked machinery
Drunk as a skunk throwing steel around for fun
16 bars, a full clip to get funds
Stiff upper lipping the kids, who never knew what it is
To get a nickel out a beer bottle
Still never worry a bit about a beautiful bitch
My belt’s notched like a 45
Stiff upper lipping the kids, who never knew what it is
To scratch a ticket for the booze money
Still never fuck with the kids who think they know what it is
To murder beats nonchalant
Stiff upper lipping the kids, who never knew what it is
To get a nickel out a beer bottle
Still never worry a bit the kid, you know what it is
The livid lazy eye guy
14 carat gold computer wizards
Recognize the reference and you recognize the difference
Barbaroja does what he does
Sipping gas, clutching stacks and grabbing funds
Yeah, we’re done!
