Grim Fandango

Skulls like crossbones, boneheads and barelimbs

A spare grim when i tear the heir apparent

Daring to be truthful, but with winners with no scruples

Using the useful lights that would suit his pupils

Looking at suitable samples a chance be sold

I'm not illin, killin or chillin on lamping cold

I'm rational even when i'm slashing your nose

They think it i'll snatch your nose quick

On a pass with show flicks

I'm just pass with flow shit

No diss like your progress, i know best

You can role a script without blown test

I notice they no this is no diss

Just showmanship on my programs

Which i had a dream in which i wished i had my hands raised

To my place in complacency at the manblades

Memory vague, but the scene resembled a police raid

Dance devil, dance grim

Fandango fade

Yo i come through your hood with a sick demeanor

Cause i got thick skin like myxedema

And on it is an anthem of a movement of the greatest of speech

Princely park to save in his cheek, raising you bleak

This is bunker rap, punks react

Put screens when the the thunder claps

Fuck knowing i rap truth, well-versed in a ledge

Punchlines smack you gap-toothed like percy sledge

As the fluid movement knowing i kinda do it

If you do 3 life truants 1 translucent, i'll bust

A capillary and bust another one above that

And i'll cop one of your late records

Yes, i'm fucking with that, i see you bumping with gats

I'm slapping you wrists, amble your shit, student

I'm the master of diss

I tote a smoking gun and hope that cancer sticks

So a star was born, now you have no ass to risk

I flew a delta kappa rapper in you mouth reticle

I might as well keep it all alphabetical

If you are what you eat, and i am what she eats

That makes me a chicken and her a consumer, believe me

And if icu and ubc then i c seein and i see you

And i know you don't wanna twirl with bars

Cause if you and i verse we'll end up worlds apart

I got one love for twenty-two 2's with scene flow

Change the station with amazing grace, they call me "free-throw"

It ain't foreplay for banisters to doorway

A whore say "play four" while i say "foreplay"

Damn right i fuck fans, and i rush up live ringers

Meaning i fuck-up fans, get punched by five fingers

Line splitters, catch d.a.k day tripper

A six shooter who does seven sins

To make eight figures.