Violas and Lupitas

I mean, if it was up to me I'd give you jigs just enough money to function So, when I see you guys with the, with the fancy suits And cars, and nice houses, and I'm livin' in a fuckin' hovel! I mean, that bothers me Ayo, juke joint party lights lit the Harlem nights Peas and rice made a Judas out of Garveyites Mamis in the heights always call me nice Someone all his life, rolling dice that was dirtier than gaudy ice My only vice is fly merch My concert fashion gotta stay up to par, we doing God's work Forever dipped like Fonzworth And mine's got bunions because I be choppin' onions 'til my eyes hurt The future brighter than cellos and violins fortified With eight essential minerals and vitamins on the side I'm overqualified, but I'ma come along for the ride With Q 'cause I been anticipating this homicide Never no matter like a vacuum now I turn your speakers in the back room to mushroom clouds We on that jet fuel, about to go to Neptune, wow That ain't a flesh wound, they 'bout to lay your headstone down I'm supreme, my jean jacket for the shoot was Jean Gaultier Philly, PA, we been gettin' ours the brodie way When it come to drama, I'm a young Sidney Poitier Y'all know not to sleep on me like Don Quixote Since the glory days like Springsteen, I been clean Any garment on me, that thing mean My inseam 32 Get it, the king, they're not worthy to The legendary crew do more numbers than you heard we do So, tell these chauvinist crabs it's over with I'm a clover-list, rollin' that gas that's odorless Got the bad bunnies shakin' they asses low to this German motorist, cake and that cash could flow to this Musa Keita toss the carry-on luggage to agree to my black skin Somewhere between Violas and Lupita, go ask them About the gatekeeper, world leader Kill shit quicker than Usain could run a hundred meter