[Lyric] Priceless The Children (LO.CEASAR)

Yo what's going on boss lemme get a LO.CEASAR

[Verse 1: Starker]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yo gimme the axe
Starker shinin' on tracks like Jack Nicholson
My Prodigy be droppin' a gem minus the sickle cell
Ya niggas kids n' tell be in arenas like I'm Cristobel
Fitted go for $30 a pop my Yankee did it well
Features was priceless
My cats in ya crib like you had mice and shit
You poppin' Vicodin
He copped the product if he likin' it
Yeah that's ya wife the bitch sit on my dick
I said sientate
You would get the fuck out my city
Knowin' the rent we pay
I bump for heavens sake smokin' a L watchin' these children play
In jungle gyms
Just thinkin' the hustle grew into hustling like
Please don't cuss in front of the kids
We packs the lunch for those
Who who actin' like it couldn't go down down the Mac
African my rap the maximum broke down the science in my lab
It's up to niggas spittin' furious lines to build a chapter
Taste the rapture like she glossin' my nuts personal porno flicks
I'm hung like ornaments before I fuck I'm give warnings
So these bitches throw it back to them jerseys you copped in middle school
Smack the flame out homie for paper like I was pimpin' you
You sittin' on them soft white squares like fuckin' ottomans
I needs a lot of 'em pump to ya children n' they college friends
[Verse 2: YL]
Yo I need money in my hands like I'm a prize fighter
I'm rhyme tight, I drop bombs like Al Qaeda
Confess the trees and comin' at your neck for breathin'
Y's the best if you think any less you sleepin'
Son you on the quest for his desperately seekin' I'm close to peakin'
Shorty thought I was Puerto Rican
Yo she got me twisted I hit the L steadily driftin'
We some Henny swiggas somethin' like public figures
(Yo what's going on boss lemme get a LO.CEASAR)
Yo it's LO.C two one two I blow trees
Son you know me well ey yo my mind be like a lonely cell
Closer to hell oh you couldn't tell who the voice was
Use the moist one, remember you had a choice son
Yo extra bars is that backup ammo from the stash
Yo we clash like plaid and camo
Children walk around oblivious
The knowledge got in me it's gotta be a greater power
24 hours 'till the ball drop niggas be spittin' thinkin' they all hot
[?] I recall being young on the board tops
Times change but I never did
I'm still the same yet a little wiser
That's just the product of the game
Yo what's the info the polo wylin' hold of my essentials
I dodge parental advisory when I was little
Copped the Birdman CD yo what happened to that boy
You lost now so separate me like divorce papers
The force is greater catch me at a later date
I'm tweakin' vocals and mixin' sessions on the day to day
You play it safe, I'm usin' music to find a better way
I lost sight but my brother words helped to get me straight
[Sonny, Jared, and Jeff from "Big Daddy"]

[Sonny]
Man this Yoohoo is good, you know what else is good, smoking dope. I ain't gonna rat you out. You know, puffing the cheeba, go by the see saw smoke a j. You know what I'm talking about?

[Jared]
I have a belly button

[Sonny]
You have a belly button? Well we all have belly buttons. You know what? We all love Yoohoo, especially Yoohoo with a little rum

[Jeff]
What's rum?

[Sonny]
You don't know what Rum is?

[Jeff]
Rumplestilskin?

[Sonny]
Rumplestilskin
Rumplestilskin's a good man. So are you guys. Hey, stay clean, stay focused, stay strong. Frankenstein, have fun with your friends