Tallest Champs (feat. Wry Fawkes & Mr. Mellow)

Sorta' like Missy make you lose control Yeah I like change but I ain't slidin' up poles Big sucker type faggot, go Slavic like a slurred rabbit Handed the pimp out like, you can't have it Down the hatch like Alberta White Lightning I could down eight rounds and feel no concern Like Howard Stern, most of the genre needs to be baptized I'm one to burn fools but don't like to be chastised Parachute to the ring for the last standoff Title handoff, like Julius Long, beefin' Stroganoff For the f*ck of it, raised antees unmatched My vision unlatched, get your fuckin gobsmacked And Cob cracked, switch body work for below belts Back pedaled and now you bandaging welts Sip up and pour some for the Qi you lost This journeyman lifts the fuckin opportunity costs My brain's on life support by three plugs Let me clarify, won't falsify like spies out in Shanghai One round two round three to the four I dance around fools, to reiterate the norm Like special ed Songs get you hooked on phonics Salad tossed, the past of home economics like dur, what does a blender do Shut up, close the freezer and pass the ice cubes Toss my weight around like a Monday TGIF Ain't Lights Out til my Stone Hands get you stone deaf Still got Pep in my step, wheelies on my Mongoose Torn your rep up while you Trippin' like wrong shoes Sidesplittin your clown schtick, mad saccadic Squirrelly and I'm thoroughly bred to stack a kick Ensnare you, thorns below that get you cockeyed Should have off seasoned stead of trips to Telluride You're entering high speed devastation no off ramp This savage duo, the tallest of champs, the tallest of champs