[Verse 1: Ras Ka**]
It was all a dream
I used to read the Source magazine
2Pac and Biggie Smalls drinking Hennesseys
You fiend to see Public Enemy number one with a bullet
Cap peeler turn n***as ?seasons? to mullets (like whoa!)
Like ninja a**a**ins!
Make the floor creak, bottom of my feet got latches
All grown up; now I'm smashin' an Aston
The world turns about as fast as the cash spends
Avalanche, leave them gaspin' in Aspen
You a never was, I'd rather be a has-been
But I'm right now and this is right now
You're allergic to sk** so put the mic down
My b**hes take E pills, daze and vic- down
My shoe game's sick, sh** looks like Niketown
I see through n***as just like a nightgown
You're about to witness the evolution of sight sound
[Hook]
ADIDAS - All day I dream about spittin
ADIDAS - The freestyle sounds like writtens
A.D.I.D.A.S - I'm so fresh
ADIDAS - All day I dream about spittin
ADIDAS - Put the mic down, dawg, you're bullsh**ting
A.D.I.D.A.S - I'm so fresh
[Verse 2: Ras Ka**]
Sportin my suede PUMAs
Gore-Tex, K-Swiss, Diadora, Ellesse
British Knights
FILAs ma mia, Morris, Reeboks
Sergio Tacchini suedesuits
Remember back in the days
EK gla**es, snakeskin on the frames
Don't hate on me man
I walk the street like its magic data grain
Once again, an unsigned hype
Hypochondriac, I'm sick all the time
What kind of style do y'all like?
I got that SARS, that swine flu
Spit bubonic, arthritis flow
Retire old cats like cush did to chronic
And my pistols demonic
So you can go to hell with an a** full of ?blue bonnets?
Yeah now they're finally dropping hot sh**
Brittany Spears eating toys made in China - I'm toxic
Pick a b**h up holdin' my wood like chopsticks
While young n***as sold dope just to cop sh**
[Hook]
[Outro: Frankie Fitch]
This message is live and direct from the T dot
416 to the 954
Letting you know that your morning voice is very s**y
And I dig your thick smooth skin