The Pharmacy - I Don't Like The Look Of It lyrics

[Verse One: KNARLY] Listen here partner... What the f**s a trotta? I got sk**s that k** well they still call me the doctor I spit rounds like mobsters Snacking on some lobsters And rolling up some ganja greener than iguanas I'm so gnar. My sonar is telling me you so not Great Neck is home to lax, lacs, and nice spots, snobby tots, bagel locks, and this little nickel trott, who s**s duck co*ks in skinny jeans and tube socks...uh You can call me poppavich You can say I'm dropping sh**s Stop this sh**, no matter what the topic is Your mother is ugly, all you do is pop her zits I'm broke as f**, still dope as d** and I still be k**ing it...Uh Coming back is what you should not do Cause i'll attack yo a** like my name was Polamalu I'm hotter than a fryer; writing nicer than a typer Even with some eagles you couldn't climb any higher Everyone knows that trotta oughtta just retire My swag ain't never saggy, staying savvy, gulping xannies Cuz my a** been to rome Yo a** stay at home Rhyming while getting head, call that sh** off the dome...Uh! [Verse Two:RX] Ok little n***a Get the f** up out of here You're flat hot coors light I'm motherf**in ever-clear Cool as me? I think not Icy cold wrist watch So many j**els on me I make mr. Freeze look hot Step up out my spot b**h Great neck is mine You talkin' shabbat dinner I'm talkin' organized crime Drugs, guns, the basics Leaving n***as faceless My rhymes like prime rib Your sh** is just tasteless Sipping on that aces Chrome hearts up in my laces Just got a 6 speed Now I'm off to the races, b**h And I just walked off of a few cases When I came back from champagne, they handed me a few cases Cause France is my sh** All my stamps is legit You and your empty pa**port can "me sucer la bite" Posted up at the French Laundry Thomas Keller my n***a All my n***as is ornery So Don't f** with my k**as Cause I'm tight with the east, and the motherf**in west side You can run far but you can never ever hide You's a beginner I'm a seasoned sinner You f** with me wrong You might end up as dinner Get out the kitchen if you can't take the heat Cause I am d-wade and you're OKC If you try and retaliate, just press delete Me and my n***as on the court, you should stay in yo seat Get up and I'll check you Come at me, I'll let you Cause I already wrecked you And I'll make a bet that you Ain't got a gun I know you know how to run I know you talk like a p**y, but I bet you ain't got you none My clips always full And my gats always packed The streets like a battlefield And I'm on the attack You don't got any hoes Got dragon skin on my back I walk around with two vests on Like n***a I really need that If I take it off I'm gamblin Yo sh**, you just ramblin' on If you keep goin' I'll take you down like a led zeppelin Cause we take hits Our flows sick You slow as hell We lightning quick You in the crowd We are the show Yo b**h a ho She rep my clique