verse 1 a penny for my thoughts keep the change ill still take it back like the last time my beeper rang tell u2 the sweetest thing is when i get smart with the rhyme and start shinin like stephen king we hijackin for a penny and plus take em out like the third row seats in a minivan its a scam if i make the call finally got a piece of the pie but i was starvin so i ate it all i aint involved with your pettiness the b is a shark tank and grip is all teeth like tom petty is im armed and ready cuz i wont back down and this is the real westwe true grit you brokeback mountain go back to suckertown off with your crown i fought the law left em in the streets officer down walkin around like we own the place but we dont own shit tell these labels that they dont own grip chorus i need a penny a penny if you want my two cents give me a penny a penny for my overdue rent i need a penny a penny is the price i got for my blueprint two cents twice as hot verse 2 a yo a penny for my thoughts ill open up my dome and sell you a hundred and fifty so i can catch a bus home matter of fact if you wanna get philosophical i talk for a profit and chop it up until my pockets full cuz i been sittin on a couple of things straight strugglin with this life and all the trouble it brings i got enough thoughts to last a millennium and plenty of em only cost a penny if you cross my path you know i cant be sharin my songs im tryin to make more than a penny so that i can take care of my moms i remember bein a toddler and pops would tell me to keep a copper in my pocket like a mobster i wander streets sippin a bottle of stout thinkin million dollar thoughts but i keep tossin em out so call me the big spender yo i hope they remember this when i end up penniless and forgotten about gimme your money  verse 3 yo a penny for your thoughts thats a bum deal as anyone will tell you whos livin in the jungle welcome to bumville we try to get this money but still its only until some villain vics you for your bundle did i m mumble the b is where i hang my chapeau it aint a castleon the other hand i aint an asshole i guess it works out tell flip im tryin to get this verse out i love a free beat because im cheap cheap like a birdhouse you know its broakland where businesses is always closin why you suppose then the liquor store is always open im always frozen and i dont mean like all these diamonds its always cold and my raps hot so im always rhymin hotter than hot now im rappin while im actin hostile im really not nowim cool calm and collected like im moscow you lost out so now you wanna call the cops out call it a cop out jaw droppin so call it a knockout heres a penny outro i need a penny what i need a penny what what a penny what gimme a penny what 