Dresses up the Joker for a good night Happy on the handlebars of a bike (What it like) It look's the Wu's in this And I'm about to blow this booth to So buckle up, click clack front and I'm on point never win against a double headed coin flip Spitting with the RZA, howling All the way from Syd to Shaolin The Kong chief chonga Big bonger, beat Double barrel cone puncher, bone The stone chucker devils in his eyes I can't tell if this is hell, or in disguise Either way I'm 'a spit rounds of shit I taught bliss how to smoke, bitch So why so Puts fist in the air for this hydro lyricist Smoke like a fire, drink a fish when I'm broke, Think like I'm rich I had a nightmare, that I slept for A thousand was going in my right ear Then I myself trapped in a circle With Eso and Bliss puffing on purple bong You trapped me in the closet like my shoe Hip-hop changed the whole worlds view I mighty like Joe Young, my son a blow gun We roam like we're chased by the
Lou Pine, wolf and cub, Lying on my rug This is the microphone boy try to strike me It's Crooklyn, do the right thing like Lee For real, Once I get a puff on I'll I get wild Uma trying to Kill Bill Smoke a fire, drink like a fish Hope when I'm broke, like I'm rich Deep in the woods, out in a lonely Chronic capsule flying on my Doshja The holographic craft a bag of hash for an automatic blast Beam me up Scotty, I'm to the stars me with the Abbot Where I'm to my gardens Running on air through the night the morning Flying like killer bee's swarming Buzzing to BnE town Sydney Spot my smoke signal out my chimmney see in every village, Mary to meet us State to Another brother bearing bud to us When we roll through hear us rock all the And I told you beer o clock all is well So let's all good reefer The outcast, outback, racing bush Smoke a fire, drink like a fish Hope when I'm broke, Think I'm rich