HERMANOS
I've named this one JPEG, because I like JPEGs, uh
For the resolution, the color, the size and the
Everything about JPEGs I like
Check
Narcissist, arsonist in my arsenal
Got carpool tunnel 'cause I was holdin' that agua
Got the queer block, hot works, I work my mat
Let the light, the early '80s and I got a sex habit
A bitch who a bridge burner, sicker than Bob Belc'
Nice with the shit since ridin' a bike on charm
Was broken and washed, stealin' change for Arnold Palmers
AC broke, ayo, truck was armored
Now everything I drive, they ain't got no gas
Been that nigga in the city since Arctic Blast
Bitch, body out of this world, she got a Martian ass
You always with them niggas, be the sausage fest
We all gonna land back to (?) I see why you are mad
Rapper, get the fuck up out my face befo' I smack the ass backwards
With the average I like it can't be much better, rapper
"Let the truth prevail," like the king of pop said
Ain't fuck with no Percs since they found Prince dead
Nigga, no cap
This bitch got bald heads and you think it's all rap
'Til them niggas all dead, old head
I'm out for that hog head cheese (style)
I'm a legend from Michigan like Mateen Cleaves
Rest in peace Eric Garner 'cause I can't breathe
Smokin' loosies on the same corner used to serve fiends
Servin' up a mojito
Okay, look
The black Konami cheat code
More Mitch than the Rico
The tongue smith condition, like serving up a mojito
Overworked, so all of my talent backs up my ego
Up the score, off the rebound, and-one with the free throw
Oh, she want the nerve with her? Go figure
Posed too hard for the image, she cropped yo' ass out the picture
Gave me the leg up and that ain't even a kicker
Dropped Scaring The Hoes, end' up terrifying the nigg-, wait
I got this down to a T, sharp as a crewcut, uh
Tables turn like Serato with death queued up
Y'all made a race, so I did the mechanic suit up
And I drive sum' crazy whenever the autotune's up
Put Tony out the mic like Pacino
Goodfella with the lines, bangin' like De Niro, wait
Let's get this clear, yo' flow's a blazer
Don't slip, don't slack, now Rothstein in Casino
Alright, let me get that one back
Uh
Men lie, women lie, but the numbers don't
With no machines, so my numbers go and your numbers won't
Nasty