Heady heads ain’t ready to be headin up the hill
Sits the dog, cheat code ammo and the flow’s on overkill
Throw veggies in the dezi you already know the deal
Slow your role, slow n steady man the feddies know the drill
Hold the heat, flow from golden teeth, mighty tongue in cheek
Rappers bent the craft backwards as they smelt of bung n meat
The dapper livin lacquer, doggy sniffin in the street
I need beyond organic sonny, a lil smidge of sump’m sheek.
Now I’m listenin to LOX
White pants, no socks.. favorite albums on the yacht
Salmon bagels on the plate with the capers on the top
Scrape it off, lace the smock
Made my sauce with apricots
He got the Mart on lock, he’d let the B1 drop.
Boss offered a kilo low key though know I’m no Nino Blanc
Siftin shit n flippin chickens kid, your harvest gettin chopped
It’s the Capo don dado Chapo Chavez on the block
On dot whole team’s on flip. The whole scheme’s on flop.
Old man Sultan told me the cream don’t stop
And the crops rule everything, but the cream’s on top **
And the cream keeps rising, so thats me on crops
Cheeky buggers creep on come up when they see bones dropped
Sure your time gets liquidated, but the stream don’t stop.
Man keep ya nostrils cleared plus Keep ya mangos stocked.
Sippin mangosteen with Doopy at the mangrove spot.
Savor that limon panko crust on that filet you got.
The heap keep rising Papi sayin the decay won’t stop
So don’t claim no fame, until you claim your spot.
And never simmer no sauce til you’ve cleaned those pots.

Runnin with the pack
Chompin at the heels
Slow it down doggy hardly any traction on ya wheels
Lumped in with the rats
Howlin at the moon
Slow it down doggy hardly any time to tend ya wounds
Off the haunches launched with steel intact
Who’s feeling that?
Sealin meals off from the realest cats
We reeled it back.