Giants Of The Fall E

Check, check, check. One, two, uh. Check, check, Uh. Guilty Simpson, uh. Peace to the homie Alchemist, you know? Ay. Me and my brother Al double down, Run 'em down. Rabbit and the hunter style. Who got the gun? Who got the funds to Spend a couple thou? I put a rapper from the underground in a Hover round. Forefathers, more choppers, War mongers. Violate and get your porch shot up. On the highway, you get your Porsche shot up. I'm extra. Heckling with hecklers, Your second's up. Metal tucked, Steppers or whoever steppin' up gets stepped on. Checking the mic and the checks blown soon after. Room crashers. While they focus on the new fashion And feel it's cute, my idea of shopping for Gear is ghillie suits. Trying to see if what's in the safe is Really loot. Peel your roof. Something like I really hoop. Why? 'Cause I'm getting bored rebounding what a Trigger shoots. Pursuing my ends, Sick and then Montezuma's revenge. Double back and I do it again. You need rooms to sit in. The truth is revenge. Trying to get back, people downplaying your impact. Never was pursuing a trend, living off the land. Chicken coop or the Benz. When I'm swooping, get in, we riding. Yeah, we move in silence. The wave that they turn the tide with. Tyrants, fully understood the assignments. Impact shook your alignment. Look at the fine print, the writing's on the Wall. Giants of the fall. Heating up and cooking the diamond. Mixing shit in a beaker 'til it erupted. Spray my name on the wall of fame if I'm not inducted. Work jackets, Hard hats, I do construction. Work. You lay in a urinated bed with Teddy Ruxpin. Ah. Tugging on the bedsheet like a girly Man. I push everything off the tablecloth. Eat a bowl of goulash with dirty hands. Might sail up to the venue with a Viking Helmet. They on my head, to shake 'em off I got the lice repellent. Pew, pew. I'm spraying like eau de parfum. Uh. Make it bubble when I add fire below The tar spoon. Tires spinning, After we finish the show, the car zoom. Yeah. Dark room swimming with sharks, I'm throwing Harpoons. I'm not a threat. Never. I'm a veteran, not a pet. Slamming down the gas pedal, you peddle off a Step. Might buy a Bentley just to chief up In it. Go to the mountains, ski for a Minute. Ah. snack on a beet, sink my teeth Up in it. Me and GS a prehistoric link. I hit 'em with the whole kitchen floor and Sink. Hit They sweet like orange drink. Orange drink. Is it true? Is it true? Oh yes, oh yes, oh yes, oh yes, it's True.