NaNa

Introducin' Chance the Ruthless

Trip 'shrooms and lucy

Dreams is lucid

Loosely based on music

Swallow my mucus

Hope your pussy get herpes and yo' ass get lupus

Deuces Douches. deuce deuce I'll shoot ya (BANG)

Shoes might boot cha and a suit might suit cha

They be on bullshit but they really don't do shit

They use of illusion could confuse Confuscius

Nasty, ashy, cigarette ashing, 'til my voice get raspy

Last week suspended

Last night kissed Va$htie

Parleyed with Ashley

Always in the hallway, so I never been classy

(Ha ha ha) Shut up

Na na na, na na na

Na na na, na na na

Na na na, na na na

(Igh, igh, igh, igh!)

Acid acid, get it? Acid

Melts through plastic, I spit fired

Pad my palette, talkin' paper

If this was work, I'd get higher-ed

Pardon my mishaps, burp and get murdered

Fart and get bitch-slapped, like bourbon mixed with jack

Lickety-split, lickety-slipped on a shell

From peelin' banana split backs

Give me my Kit-Kat

Don't break me off shit, batch, fack is you mean bitch?

Zan with that lean bitch, zan with that lean bitch

Zen with that chakra

I eat it like Idi Amin, you know what I mean

Hit me back when that mean shit

Introducin', It's Bronsonlino

With my hair slicked back, I look like Rick Pitino

3 Japanese dykes in my El Camino

Lettin' trees blow, oh

I rep the East Coast, I got a team of hoes like Pat Summit

I look like Arnold Schwarzenegger in a black hummer (get to the chopper)

I splash summer like a fast brother

With a number on his back, ain't no fumblin', in fact, I'm -

Back, acid in my hat

Shoot then pass the gat, it's at the bottom of the river in a plastic bag

My new shorty got a gymnastic back

87 that move green on a classic jag

She had the cleft palate, I ordered chef's salad

She had the club foot, with that little arm

I couldn't help but laugh, she ordered Chicken Parm

I had the full Bulls warm-up with the Pippens on

Suck my motherfucking dick, it's the young Randy Velarde

Queens, baby

Blow me