B-Boy On Wax Wax Tailor (Ft. Speech Defect)

When the big dogs gather and snap their jaws
With big boss matters this cat is lost
Left with low batteries acting soft
For starters I have beef with some vegetables
I go gazpacho on them like a tap dancer
Suckers caught running put them in ambulances
Advancing elephants leaving big tracks
I ain't clearing them Linus leave 'em on wax
While Label rats crying in their coco puffs
I stay untouchable like Alfred Nobel grub
Steady making hits screaming "hold them up!"
And go gold rushing for that Chernobyl stuff
On girls lips like lip gloss always
Shining like the LEDs on my SP all day
Game is sick, need of rescue and first aid
Our shit spinning your hat and your jersey

Suckers trying to step to the utmost elevated
Boogie B dope shit I medicate it
Take two of these and stop calling
I only rock mics when my tummy starts growling
Wrarr! Wrarr! I hit 'em in the eye socket
Rappers so played out like a game of croquet
I hit the crates for the boom shit
And can't really care if label dudes approve it
I'm on a quest to destroy rap
They say y'all is the future but where are the droids at?
C3-P0 See me be yo
Boogie B you got foggy freaky flows
Loops I choose to get iII on
Wax Tailor hold me down with the real strong
Grooves with the soul intact, you feel the boom the bap
'Cause we sampled that!