"The Forgotten Verse" lyrics

Like that, mm

New cheese
CDs, and LPs
Player hating lies raise of these
Fuck what you're talking 'bout
We from the south
We gonna put it down
Put it in your face
Know what I'm saying?

Yo man a nigga gotta say something to this track
I hate to interrupt y'all boys free-styling but we do it like this

Motherfucker laid back
In your Cadillac
Let me jump in your trunk like back-to-back
Stayed real for life, roll down south
Fixing to rent shop with the home-town crowd
My alias be that "South Park Mexican"
Flowing throw your veins like medicine
You got freestyle, wanna be down
Real ballers fight for the rebound
G-town to motherfucking B-town, creep around
Everybody G'ed out
I can't see how you can take me out
[?], make a dog meow
Deep south
My hood got more slack
Than eighty eight cowboys riding on horseback
Top that
Uh, the Mexicans all that
Strike like a snack
And attack like a bobcat
Like Capone on the microphone
You beat me leave that pipe alone
Boy