Scenario Freestyle Black Hippy

[Intro/Hook]
Here we go yo, here we go yo
So what’s the, what’s the, what’s the scenario (x2)

[SchoolBoy Q]
Crept up in this muthafucka soundin like a stun gun
Fresh up out the hotbox got me smellin' like marijuana
Flyer than a Desert Eagle when it’s starin’ down lookin’ at my people
Shootin muthafuckas down just because I’m evil
Live and direct like Cable TV pay-per view pay me
Who Q? Ha-chu yeah blessed it, beautifulest tune
You’ll tune on the record
Everything is coke so I kick like Liu Kang
Thinkin you can really get with this man you playin
Get you a platoon, yeah floatin’ like balloons
Get so high got to space then I shitted on the moon
Went into a rage now the sun won’t shade Mars
Know I got bars so I’m aimin for the stars
Everyone applaud, praise to the genius
Never would like to let the hoes bow to the penis
Feenish

[Kendrick Lamar]
Kendrick relentless in other words a dentist
I’m in they mouth without a doubt
It’s funky grab an incent
Grab a honkey, grab a nigga, grab a wetback, grab a chink
Then put ‘em in a box like Michael and Leon Spinks
Then tell me what you get for cultures feeling me
As if they was blind and braille on my sleeve
Peace, to hip-hop, down to earth
Word to the voice of Chris Rock
Can I rock like a '88 Camaro and T-Top
Whoa, the scenario seem to flip like an aerial
As I dip like a pull-up bar at the gym
Won’t you witness the gem
I’m a troop from Angola and
You a cop on patrol that’s trying to Axel Foley
As dumb as Napoleon Dynamite and I’m quick to blow up then BOOM
Combustible like flames and petroleum