Homeboy Sandman - 1, 2, 3 lyrics

[Intro:] 1,2,3 1,2,3 Yeah yeah yeah yeah And then they say Hallways [Verse:] As easy as one two three Boy Sand coming around with new heat And gal head turning around like "who he?" Street don't want him around he too deep The deep don't want him around, he too street I act unruly and ruin the routine I'll lace you up yo really and truly it's my treat When I get back there's no one that's sitting in my seat I laugh so hard I swear I'll start splitting at my seams f** finding, I get followed by women of my dreams You won't find neither Zeus or Apollo defying me A point to stay on point like the top of a pine tree Out at the PR parade where I'm raiding the panty Hopping out I leave a crater I cave in the concrete Backed by Spinna the creator my cipher is complete Double trouble I'm both humble and guilty of conceit Even wild as I be rhyming my timing is on beat Public agent with a gauge that is never upon "E" It is more than entertainment when Satan or God speaks So regardless of conditions I'm wishing you Godspeed Nonetheless I brought the A-1 for people who got beef This is not about the payroll my people I got peace I be running with a label for people that got dreams What I'm bringing to the table ridiculous irie I'm a legend not a fable, that's putting it mildly And been vegan but they never stopped calling me Big Cheese And I'm uncut but you won't come across any dick cheese I ain't worried 'bout no problems I solve em like mysteries Everything that y'all debating is made up like history I come out before my set, it don't ruin my mystique I was never squeaky clean not since I was pip-squeak Biting's always been forbidden when spitting a 16 I been known for getting buns on 176th street Damn, I said "street" before