Ahem, yea ok...
I'm like…
fine wine aged perfectly; & right now I'm not in the beef mood
tie u up & toss u in the middle of the ocean... cuz Pinot pairs well with seafood
the old man stays undefeated; punches known to trounce clowns
y'all got my ego inflated... On the solo tip jumpin’ kids like a bounce house
I should sign out; I really need competition & that’s no hate to yall
yea, u extended a hand… but u’re no help at all cuz it was just to break ur fall
this is a bloody murder; cuz my sharp blade is maulin him awful
this cracker won't be recognized... So much red & white cops calling him Waldo
u go to hip hop clubs to get on the dance floor & look like a cripple
bounce awkward as fuck... & on the court u have to look at the ball when u dribble
my shooting style is killer; so I know u’d bite on the first pump
It’s all about execution… put the steel on the back of ur head like a reverse dunk
u no battler; ur style has holes in em only topical nerds carry ‘round
u tryin to fit in... cuz u the only one who hasn’t outgrown Kung's hand me downs
go to Canada to kill u; communication should give u the upper-hand
u gonna have to excuse my French… snuck-in a Mac 50 that’ll make everyone understand
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Grumpy old man.
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