[Intro]
(As we proceed to give you what you need)
It's the Y, motherfuckers
Kaapstad, motherfuckers
(As we proceed to give you what you need)
Y-Gen, motherfuckers
'Til the end, motherfuckers
[Verse 1]
Reboot when the notorious CPT settle disputes in interviews on who shot who
‘Cause now you’re laying in the shallow end of the gene pool
Men are trash, I'm doing dirt I need tools
Locate me, I will never hide away
I set the tempo but I won’t give you thе time of day
Fuck what Simon say, he tellin’ liеs again
'Cause if crime don’t pay then I’ll resign today
There’s streng in numbers, 38 special wooden handle
Tell Gretel I took the bread and took Hansel, to the oven with the apron
Thugs we acquainted
We see the drug dealing platen on the pavement
The exchanges of control substances in abundance
Gett caught smuggling through customs, here's a conundrum
Riddle me this
Who’s bag did this kind carry 'cause she’s actin' crazy?
Pullin’ faces like Jim Carrey
He called her on the phone and she answered “Yes daddy”
He asked “Did you get locked up?”
She said “Sadly”
Clicked, put the phone down
Couldn’t phone back 'cause the phone's tapped and they probably found the whole stash
Now she’s banged up abroad
I hanged and I crawled to get to this platform with my fangs and my claws
So I don’t give a fuck about your Rolex ice bezel
They’ll rob you in Green markey square or Mary Fitzgerald
Throw in a pair of tekkies and they might murder him
The houses we grew up in wasn’t all nurturing
Knock-knock, stolen goods I was purchasin’
Flip it again same process as Burger King
Inside me I’m channelling the greats
The only challenge you tryna win in is balancing on crates
Fallin’ on your back until it breaks
All of this monkey business got me livin’ on the planets of the apes
(As we proceed to give you what you need)
It's the Y, motherfuckers
Kaapstad, motherfuckers
(As we proceed to give you what you need)
Y-Gen, motherfuckers
'Til the end, motherfuckers
[Verse 1]
Reboot when the notorious CPT settle disputes in interviews on who shot who
‘Cause now you’re laying in the shallow end of the gene pool
Men are trash, I'm doing dirt I need tools
Locate me, I will never hide away
I set the tempo but I won’t give you thе time of day
Fuck what Simon say, he tellin’ liеs again
'Cause if crime don’t pay then I’ll resign today
There’s streng in numbers, 38 special wooden handle
Tell Gretel I took the bread and took Hansel, to the oven with the apron
Thugs we acquainted
We see the drug dealing platen on the pavement
The exchanges of control substances in abundance
Gett caught smuggling through customs, here's a conundrum
Riddle me this
Who’s bag did this kind carry 'cause she’s actin' crazy?
Pullin’ faces like Jim Carrey
He called her on the phone and she answered “Yes daddy”
He asked “Did you get locked up?”
She said “Sadly”
Clicked, put the phone down
Couldn’t phone back 'cause the phone's tapped and they probably found the whole stash
Now she’s banged up abroad
I hanged and I crawled to get to this platform with my fangs and my claws
So I don’t give a fuck about your Rolex ice bezel
They’ll rob you in Green markey square or Mary Fitzgerald
Throw in a pair of tekkies and they might murder him
The houses we grew up in wasn’t all nurturing
Knock-knock, stolen goods I was purchasin’
Flip it again same process as Burger King
Inside me I’m channelling the greats
The only challenge you tryna win in is balancing on crates
Fallin’ on your back until it breaks
All of this monkey business got me livin’ on the planets of the apes
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