[Verse 1: Ubiquitous]
Yo, yo, yo, yo
Lemme hip-hop in the kitchen
Get to choppin', whippin', and preppin'
Something hot and delicious
With pockets of imperfection
That'll pop exquisite shit
Poppin' is ineffective, tryna slow the roll
But we don't stop at your intersection
I'm a body in motion though
Time for your grand folly
Bro you gotta be joking
So methodical with my odyssey
The prodigy chosen, y'all modest
Soaking like a hippopotamus
Floating hard body, soft-spoken, hit me
The air's thicken and stick
Nobody be coming to pick you up
When you slip in the city
Snip a 50, sip a fifth of Henny, sit with the hippies
Lotta MC I been seeing, they ain't fit to get busy
Word to mother all the petty remarkin' is uncalled for, brother
You stutter, I bust up, better crawl for cover, what's up?
Started with us, you know we all gon' suffer
I tear the roof off, these four walls gon' crush us
Bitin' my flow, I leave your jawbone puckered
Body baggin' your squad, better call Ghostbusters
And get in touch with the spirit, in vain they don't fear it
We'll see what's up when they hear it
Readjusting they lyric
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