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Juke the kid
Slanted eye lids
Clean clothes clean stylus
Bouta check styln
Nevermindin all the violence
Pushing on with a five panel or a beanie
Niggas Looking real close do even you see me
Kicking on the low key do you even hear me
Clearly; I'm hot potato hoppin
Bottles poppin booties droppin
Got the Cooties for the snootie in the bedroom head boppin
Sloppy toppin
Sex till the mornin
Get up nice and early the new day is dawning
Strike fast like a viper
Put my Peter in when I pipe her
Toss that ass round like a cypher
I've been demonstrating, elevating, captivating, passive got to time for hating
Mating with the biddies flashing titties
Tryna label me or title yeah
I'm Runnin down the stairs and grab a fresh breath of air
Worries gone by ain't no grey in my hair
But do beware (Whys that?) kid don't fight fair
Intellect in my dialect I'm on my mental tear
Hi hat and drum sticks
I Bump a kick and a snare
Im on my rick Ross bossin shit
Shout out to my pears

Is you getting funky?
(Yes sir your highness)
Is you tryna get lucky?
(Yes sir you highness)
Want these pools and big screens?
(Yes sir your highness)
If you want it let me hear you sing
(Yes sir your highness)
Is you getting funky?
Yes sir your highness
Is you tryna get lucky?
Yes sir you highness
Want these pools and big screens?
Yes sir your highness
Keep holdin on to your dreams
(Yes sir your highness)

Blaow Young son of a gun
Blasting out the knowledge
Click, a trigger of tongue
Quick, take this little hit and inhale to your lungs
The cowboy in the sunrise
Rise forth and give them a taste of the sound so solid it can hide the lies
And fill their demise eyes
Still Locked on the prize
Yin and the yang
Light the jay I'm ghostin with the clan
Feel the vibe and ride the wave you know it's simple fam
But Why's the world look so bland
Why you got a pessimistic view young man
I just think and write
I ignite the night because I'm so lit
Know who you bumpin wit
It's juke the kid Standing and I trip
Young chigga On a mission
Coming out your television
This the intermission
Spitting at you with a vision
Executin with precision
Ain't no need For your permission
Put my key in the ignition
This is my logic
Screw the drugs
Let's get hooked on phonics
Bringing down the grammar hammer
Make you bring down your own banner
Dr banner
Now I'm hulking in your manor
Lack of manners
I don't want to be in your lime light
Cause I rhyme tight
Rather take a tab of cyanide
I just want to speak my words
And emerge
Don't know why I used to be shy
Now I'm rapping on the fly
Speaking straight science in ya ear like I'm
Bill nye

But Can I just get a fresh start
Picking out these dreams
And put it in my cart
Back in the day never
Made the honor roll
Now I'm on a roll
James brown on the beat
Cause I got soul
Now I'm going up Like the Nile
Am I in denial most Problems tower round me like the eiffel
Passing knowledge to disciples
On a unicycle
Balance hate and love
On each side
Pinch my beating heart
To know I'm still alive
On the Inside
I strive
For a meaning better than the one
I was told
20 Years young not old
Better years are coming
And they are all mine to mold

Is you getting funky?
(Yes sir your highness)
Is you tryna get lucky?
(Yes sir you highness)
Want these pools and big screens?
(Yes sir your highness)
If you want it let me hear you sing
(Yes sir your highness)
Is you getting funky?
Yes sir your highness
Is you tryna get lucky?
Yes sir you highness
Want these pools and big screens?
Yes sir your highness
Keep holdin on to your dreams
(Yes sir your highness)