Young Money- Pass The Dutch

im ill lyrics: your tunin in to the TRUTH the LEGEND moneys comes first and the booth is second i kill wit words cuz my tooths a weapon nah a noose that loosened a bolt in my neck yes in a YOUTH IN REVOLT im a goof and i know, always chasing a high and these days drugs are seemingly replacing the sky you cant face why your such a waste of a try tastin your lie, your sloppy copy, paste, and apply but due to a lack of job openings were too distracted to catch Gods motionions so i resort to gettin stoned and say FUCK THE LAW, courts my second home approach the bench and brouch SoCo they say Scotts loco peppermint Schnapps and a shot of hot cocoa im not snow, blow, slush, or the flakes but i hustle them 8ths till my muscle just aches then im crushin the fakes, they shot a blank or dud me and my girl are like the dankest bud its hard to break us up i say TUSHEE then i know she do play men but i got muthafuckin game like 2K10 ya that bitch n whore wanted to kiss n score i told her listen more i pitch to the rich n poor but i wont find ya thea so bitch why ya stare? ya my kicks is dope why dont you go an buy a pair? cuz ima swear that i dont got the time to spare IM GETTIN DOME FROM A DIME ALL INA RECLINER CHAIR who you tryna scare? ill get your spine to tear you dont wanna see me like vagina hair ill get ya boys ta faint the neighbors must be haters wit the noise complaint im snortin pixie stix under route 66 your crew quickly dips when he shoots sickly clips out them new jiffy whips, chews 50 strips of (a)cid now i got a few drippy drips YOU GIMME THIS vitamin c SUBDUE trippy trips mixes in the shrooms then the dude hippie flips closes his eyes and sees a christmas card the kid feels scared, then trips REAL hard hopin that the floor aint stone i know that im far from home by your faint tone top notch form of phrase crops like corn and maize ever since day 1 its like scotts BORN to blaze wit bark tree to clutch ima spark me a dutch mix 2 cop crops call it STARSKY AND HUTCH sorry enough, i fuckin sex well she said " SCOTT U SCRAWNY BUT U DOUBLE X L (XXL) how u pull every dimepiece hotchick?" maybe cuz my rhyme time make me freeze the clock tick youll find we talk shit thats why we profit and when we rhyme bitch we are HIGHLY TOXIC CHORuS() silence is splendor, ill put ya mind in a blender the lyrical criminal, ya a violent offender drop gems and diamonds for the highest of spenders KING OF THE RING, ya i fry the contenders