Anything But Broke (feat. KingOfAllBugs)

Now there's another beat laid down in the underground, straight from the Baker's Special Now, let me introduce to you, the fucking king of all bugs And let him take the mic from you, and fucking turn your frowns upside down Smoke a pound, choke a pound, snort a pound croak All these bitches wanna be anything but broke Smoke a pound, choke a pound, snort a pound whoa Opened up my eyes, damn I feel woke Smoke a pound, choke a pound, snort a pound stroke Give it to your grandma before she can provoke Smoke a pound, choke a pound, snort a pound croak All these bitches wanna be anything but broke Yeah, be anything but broke I'm sitting in my little room, chaufing up, yeah, sipping coke You never hear me choke on the mic When you see me, don't wave, cause you know you don't know me like that I'll crack a joke, like the cat in the hat But when you wanna crack a flap, then I'll snap you in half, like a Kit Kat My whole noggin is filled with schemes Trying to go to bed, then I realize I'm in the lucid dreams My mind's tearing the seams open Showing off my reflexes Knee flexes running out like recesses in a brief lecture Shook into the core, fall to the floor I levitate as I waltz from the shore I get up and restore all my memories Something possessing me to walk through the hallway Tip my coke to a pour, I open the door Oh shit, baker, shoot that fucking whore Smoke a pound, choke a pound, snort a pound croak All these bitches wanna be anything but broke Smoke a pound, choke a pound, snort a pound whoa Opened up my eyes, damn I feel woke Smoke a pound, choke a pound, snort a pound stroke Give it to your grandma before she can provoke Smoke a pound, choke a pound, snort a pound croak All these bitches wanna be anything but broke Some say my raps are spontaneous But if they so wild, why the f*ck you play with this Walk around like a soviet with a furry raider's hat Like I was tryna play for the patriots Step the f*ck off, give me the radius Just got a bunch of junkies jumping around, all contagious Don't need a god, I'm an atheist Smoke a stick of weed, don't check for the nutrients See a baby in the streets, punt kick it to the beat Take my golden Bowie knife out of its dusty sheath Shove it into a trans woman that's seven feet tall Put the knife away just to go eat Sleep and repeat it all How the f*ck do you go to sleep when your bitch be cheating And you think that she a keep and you know she ain't cheap With those diamonds and those jewels and a hellcat jeep Smoke a pound, choke a pound, snort a pound croak All these bitches wanna be anything but broke Smoke a pound, choke a pound, snort a pound whoa Opened up my eyes, damn I feel woke Smoke a pound, choke a pound, snort a pound stroke Give it to your grandma before she can provoke Smoke a pound, choke a pound, snort a pound croak All these bitches wanna be anything but broke Hoo-hoo, that's another fucking special Up here in the baker special Here, Hunter, try this fucking cart What? No No H-Hunter, t-try this cart No Try the cart Get the f*ck out of my mouth Just fucking try the cart No Try it No Oh my fucking God