The flow is towin, precision as a afro trim   All big letters but it isn't no acronym   Smacked the thin grin off a chin for crack smokin'   DDT the first bar and leave this track back broken   Chrome grown men doin' business with anglo sax and them   Lacking swing but that banjo's so relaxin'    As the wax spin   Hackin' axes and it wouldn't pretend it's just a pen   See if you could pencil em in   Tense, mention men their honor fenced in   Sensed his is tens   The wheels fall off, then it's the end   Don't get keelhauled in, Villain always been   Feel real genuine ballskin   Not to call the whole crowd out, it's just a few chumps   And you know who you are like a shout out    Place em in your loud mouth and taste em like a pastry   Waste of space, face hastily, bow out gracefully   Disappear, reappear, and disappear again   Villain not his hair, he's no Afro-American   If that's the case, he be a bald-headed African   Takin all the credit and jetted, astro-travellin'   Turn a man into a mannequin for Affleck-in   And bein tough actin', tinactin bluff jackin'   He's wears a mask so when he dons his face   Each and every race, could absorb the bass   In the place to be   Don't believe the hyperbole   It's like a murder spree, get sniped verbally   And beat in the head with lead pipe languages   For street cred, leave em for dead, anguishes    The slang suggest it was the guy in the glasses   And came to help the people with they minds in they asses   It set trippin, get a grip like Spaulding   These walls is thin, feel genuine ballskin