Fistful of Spinach
[Verse 1]
A'yo
The kid's clean shaven. Misbehaving
165 weighing; 6 feet grazing
Hasndsome and then some. Chicks keep waving
Since a young buck, never did eat bacon
Plate of fish still my favourite dish
Stack of paper no paper clips; just make a fist
Doesn't matter which break I flip. Tastes legit
You got necks make it quick or maybe quit
Rappers wanna take my shit? I'mma take commission
Gotta do what I gotta do to make a living
I take all kinds of favouritism
Trying to be the hottest emcee above Mace and ???
Either side of the Mississippi
You find me at the bar I got a bottle of elixer with me
Figuratively. Literally. Shit, I'm sipping really
Flow dirty like a fricking hippy

[Hook]
I'm back on my bullshit and gimmicks
Tryina leave out with a fistful of spinach
{A fistful of spinach?} A fistful of spinach
You ain't heard a jam like this in a minute
Shits and giggles. Mad frills and gimicks
Tryina leave out with a fistful of spinach
{A fistful of spinach?}A fistful of spinach
You ain't heard a jam like this in a minute
[Verse 2]
I got a feeling for the chipped tooth
It don't take the [???] to see I'm in the trench like a slick slooth
In this life you get a quick youth
Then it's all downhill. Spend your years tryina slip the noose
I got a lot of conviction like I get proof
My record make noise; rain on a tin roof
I can breathe life back in a sick booth
I can spit truth and nonsense, and get loot
Either or. Rob Peter, pay Paul
Is it [???] shit? You never seen before
Sound nice on soul cords, or rock guitar. Thwart
Me and my cohorts. Think not, retard
You must be hitting that glass Johnson
Did I come to get the cheese? Ask Wisconsin
Would the boy go pop? Ask your moms, man
I like to chill at the [???]

[Hook]