Chicken Shop (feat. Serious Jack)

Late night walking, streets are filthy rotten Pop 'em drop 'em, get a coffin slanging often with my boy Richthofen World War I to World War III, murders all I see Let 'em be, end it all for me, take the plea or take a pee More like take a piss, I never miss I have great bliss, my bitches Swiss I reminisce, you are a miss to me A misdemeanor, mystery, now you are just history A book on a shelf, you'll need some help to live again Since what I took is like a crook Your on my hook, nobody look This is a crime to rhyme so fine, I am divine Your soul is mine (Your soul is mine) It's twelve o' clock and I can't tell what the time is Running this show man I feel like Joey Biden Said I couldn't hit man I knew that she was lying High off the last toke feel like I'm flying With the birds, with the flies, I don't compromise I'll flick you to the floor just like you was a fucken dime I'm with my boys we outside, we committing crimes I'm a monster, bitch I feel like Frankenstein Pop your collar, leave you out of order Call my shotta 'cuz these bucks I gotta' lotta' Harry Potter, my magic wand all on her She screamin "papa", that means "daddy" in Spanish I'm a lil' bit skinny, but pockets never lacking I'm from the slums but mentally I'm in a Mansion Accidently great, guess you can say I'm candid Time to show these punks who the real chief in command is Got a suit and a case but no deal Known to chop it up and heat it then serve like oatmeal No krill, only puff on some kush and smoked eel Bone meal, when I flow with the ghosts, the cold steel like I'm fucking with some superstitions My premonitions turn the oppositions in apparitions Spin the block and smoke it like the kitchen when I turn ignition You was bitching, so I made the battle a no competition