Common Sense Watermelon Lyrics

I express like an interstate, hyper when I venilate
My rap pieces penetate and infiltrate your mental state
Just to reitterate that I innovate
Bonin' broads when they men-estruate
I speand a great time with the rhyme
More than I did any female
I derailed your train of thought because your brain was caught
On some other man's thinking, now your third eye is blinking
My rhymes be kicking like a brother's breath be stinking
I get funky for sure while you're *sniff* unsure
If you got beef, chief, then let that s___ unthaw
This track was a broad I'd be bonin the s___ out of it
Bang, bang, bang, then see what I can get out of her
Probably some scratch clothes and some J's
I got six thousand ways to rhyme, choose one
I stand out like a n____ on a hockey team
I got goals, and I can like a pop machine
I come clean like a fiend in Chi I'm down with rehab
My stutter styles crazy
Cause that's right, we bad, we bad
Pryor to Richard I was that crazy n____ cause I kick a__
And when I wreck other rappers be like whiplash!

It's like I come I come to the party in a b-boy stance
I rock on the mic and make the girls want to dance
It's like I come I come to the party in a b-boy stance
I rock on the mic and make the girls want to dance.

Me without a lyric, is like a n____ without a beeper
I'm a blow this s___ out, cuz I'm the joint like reefer
If Barry White was in the mob I still would be deeper
This MC stepped to me, b___-a__ naked like "What's up?"
I said, "You know you done f___ed up"
Now I'm sayin, "You know you done f___ed up!"
Everybody that here be say I'm Jams like the NBA
Cause I'm on fire, if I was a Michelan I wouldn't tire
It's funny how time flies, well I'm as fly as time
I don't believe in role models but if I do, then I'm mine
I make brothers say "True", they be you and be like fiction
I want 'spect and dead presidents like Richard Nixon
I'm a coach not a player, not a gay MC, I'm straighter
My style is similiar to AIDS
You can f with it now but catch you later
You can't touch this, cuz this is what I'm feelin bro
I'm the man, you need me I'll be on the fifth flo'
Just chillin
Even if it's played out it's not the word to play so peace
I'm out to Dirty Burgers I'ma give my change to Reese.