let he who is without sin cast the first stone after you who s last it s doom he s the worst known that ll have your boom blown or even thirst bone rock it to a worst clone just don t curse the throne own his own microphone bring it everywhere he go so he can bring it to you live in stere ere o pan it can t understand it ban it the underhanded ranted planned it and left him stranded the best any who profess will be remanded yes sir request permission to be candid granted i don t think we can handle a style so rancid they flipped it like madlib did a old jazz standard don t mind me i wrote this rhyme lightly off of two or three heines and boy was they fine g one black one spanish one chinese it keeps the woody shiny year round like a pine tree don t sign me i m about to get a mil without em grab him off the shelf he s the villain and what about him so and he s a jerk and you don t know him mad how he expand work but won t show em poor guys what a sight for old sore four eyes now hook me with two apple pies and a small fries all rise so far art as a rupple so raw break it down and make quadruple it s crucial you could see it in his pupil and this time when he get it he ll waste it on somethin useful like getting juiced off a deuce deuce of cokey keep it low key known to pull a okey dokey silly goose doom is too jokey damn he could really use a room or a whole key egads he got enough styles to start three fads true dat she bad i wonder do she come with kneepads what a call what a real butterball either i get a strike or strike out gutterball rock it like gear for the fall with knives inside pockets prepare for the brawl yeah y all you could say its an earful beware do not touch mic be careful and just like he said i coulda told ya mf the holder of a boulder money folder it ain t funny nigga money folder like i know what s up the invasion was on1