Crunch Time

Yea Yea Yea I'd rather walk amongst Gods than to run with the fools And I refuse to sell my soul for some jewels The loud got me on the moon All the details was fine tuned I'm eating like we in the dining room Drinking red wine by the pool My rhymes shining through like a butterfly in a cocoon Them other guys is just coons The suede wallabies is maroon like the sauce on the crab rangoon All these niggas is the same it's like the games an animated cartoon I must remain far away from all of you It's crunch time I had to call an audible We still saw it through Yea we got the W Now I'm in the W wit a couple of brews Bouta f*ck with the shrooms The Ralph Lauren jogging suit Kentucky blue I can't get dirt on my lucky shoes It's nothing new Your style need a troubleshoot like a corrupted CPU You're overdue for an upgrade and a reboot The trees grew We planted deep roots Cooking up like beef stew in the stu And I brought the whole crew On a island like Gilligan Got your bitch giggling Balling like the Wolverines in Michigan You niggas ain't even pitching in I had to switch the rims again on the Benz Spent the night wit some twins This game we in never ends (yea)