Hold the cold one like he old the cold gun   Like he hold the microphone and stole the show for fun   Hold my flow for ransom flows is handsome   Hoes is tandem, anthem, random, tantrum      Phantom of the grand ol' Opry ask your dumb hottie   Mask pump shotties somebody stop me   Hardly come sloppy on a retarded hard copy   After rocking parties leave the party in a jalopy      Watch the drop top poppy   Known as the grimy limey, slimy try me blimey   Certainly smashing in a fashion that?s timely   Madvillain dash in a beat rhyme crime spree      Who rock the house like rock and roll   Got more soul than a sock with a hole   Set the stage with a goal   Or have the game locked in a cage getting shocked with a pole      Overthrow it like throwing over a biscuit   A lot of bitches think he overly showmanistic   Let go his dick if that?s the case   Rats want to waste, there?s more cats to chase      Dogs, we got to light new powers   Woke up broke, spit shit, few hours   Sheesh, been unleashed since the Greek club   Have the fans saying please make me a dove      Well, since you asked kindly   Where you been behind the mask you can't find me   Ya, blind in the wine zone leave ya mind blown   When he shine with the nine, he?s a Rhinestone Cowboy      Gooney, goo, goo, loony, coo, coo like new off   Who knew the mask out of new school   Hell could hardly tell, having to tighten it up   Like the drells of Artry Vells      Speaks well of the hyper base   Wasn?t even tweaked and addicted to cyberspace   Couldn?t wait for the snipes to place   At least the track listing old print type face      Stopped for a year, come back with thumbtacks   Popped full of beer with hip hop sharecroppers   Used to wear flip-flops, now rare gear coppers   He?s in it for the quiche might as well not ask for free shit capice      Oh, my aching hands from raking in grands   And breaking in mic stands villain   The styles stun your chicks   While he put himself in his shoes, run your kicks      You heard it on the radio tape it   Play in your stereo your crew will go ape shit   Raw lyrics, he smells it like a hunch   The same intuition that tells him spike the punch      Curses, he?s truly the worstest with enough rhymes   That spread throughout the boundless universes   Let the beat blast, hold him with the mask   Said, ?You bet your sweet ass?      Made of the fine chrome alloy   Find him on the grind he is the Rhinestone Cowboy