[Verse 1: Jumi]
Haphazard bastard with a slight rasp and tight grasp
Reaching for cheese clamped in mice traps
They’re so into bullet flows, sleeping with nightcaps
I’m just a joker cavorting with words till the mic cracks
Jack of all trades; master of most
When told it though I get too flattered to boast
As your general, who’s close to capping his toes
I say we storm Normandy’s shores and scatter the coast
D-Day, the regime’s clean; we lather the soap
Rabid anecdotes told through the nastiest prose
Bashing you woofers, flags half mast at your pole
Kthunk kthunk, now how’s that for a practical joke?
You’re practically sold on this product of division
Not for sale; this straightaway needs to be driven
Torn between a fissions, decisions and revisions
Setting my this aside for this acquisition
[Hook: D. Regime]
Emotional kids with tendencies to kick rocks (No brakes)
Too clutch to stop now!
Guaranteed to leave parent pissed off (Won’t brake)
Too clutch to stop now!
Initial D swerving through uptown blocks
Record spinners and they just don’t stop
Automatic is a cop out! (No brakes)
We’re too clutch to stop now! (Won’t brake)
[Verse 2: Jumi]
The best thing since yoga pants on campus
I never stare; I only take candids
Polaroid cameras; shake, sh-sh-shake it for masses
Outkast ratchet; excuse my manners
Where was I? D dot is just another cover
Another shameless, juvenile Wu-Tang muncher
Dime a dozen, bargain bin up ‘n’ comers
Motherfucker, uptown just means you’re from the suburbs
I’ll write those off as compliments
To be honest it’s nothing I have a problem with
Quite the opposite; as long as the topic is
About me, I’m cloudy 9 ‘cause at least I know you’re rockin’ this
Rocket ships in the form soda bottles
Shake me up to unlock this golden closet
The clock ticks as the fuse is growing longer
I’m dynamite and your mother goes to college
[Hook x2]
Haphazard bastard with a slight rasp and tight grasp
Reaching for cheese clamped in mice traps
They’re so into bullet flows, sleeping with nightcaps
I’m just a joker cavorting with words till the mic cracks
Jack of all trades; master of most
When told it though I get too flattered to boast
As your general, who’s close to capping his toes
I say we storm Normandy’s shores and scatter the coast
D-Day, the regime’s clean; we lather the soap
Rabid anecdotes told through the nastiest prose
Bashing you woofers, flags half mast at your pole
Kthunk kthunk, now how’s that for a practical joke?
You’re practically sold on this product of division
Not for sale; this straightaway needs to be driven
Torn between a fissions, decisions and revisions
Setting my this aside for this acquisition
[Hook: D. Regime]
Emotional kids with tendencies to kick rocks (No brakes)
Too clutch to stop now!
Guaranteed to leave parent pissed off (Won’t brake)
Too clutch to stop now!
Initial D swerving through uptown blocks
Record spinners and they just don’t stop
Automatic is a cop out! (No brakes)
We’re too clutch to stop now! (Won’t brake)
[Verse 2: Jumi]
The best thing since yoga pants on campus
I never stare; I only take candids
Polaroid cameras; shake, sh-sh-shake it for masses
Outkast ratchet; excuse my manners
Where was I? D dot is just another cover
Another shameless, juvenile Wu-Tang muncher
Dime a dozen, bargain bin up ‘n’ comers
Motherfucker, uptown just means you’re from the suburbs
I’ll write those off as compliments
To be honest it’s nothing I have a problem with
Quite the opposite; as long as the topic is
About me, I’m cloudy 9 ‘cause at least I know you’re rockin’ this
Rocket ships in the form soda bottles
Shake me up to unlock this golden closet
The clock ticks as the fuse is growing longer
I’m dynamite and your mother goes to college
[Hook x2]
( Jumi )
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