Tiger Fire Company No. 1 - Certain Kind of Flavor Lyrics

It's the inimitable duo
You think you're phat I'm sumo
You're just a fake like a spray tan
On you-know-who
You get round-kicked out like judo
Good job get kudos
Get a pat to the back like you go
F*ck around and do a bad job you might end up getting alt-delete-command-sudo
Maybe you could be the bag to punch
I'm back for lunch
Already had the Captain Crunch
So pass the Dutch
I'm living like I can just once
I'm after funds and I don't mean to pack the guns
I'm finna get 'em with a low blow
Get chilly like it's windy and
Diggin' in a snow cone
Man I'm really in my own zone
Gettin' silly while I kill ya
Little kiddies with the dope flow
It's the inevitable never do better tho
My competitor better know
I could dead 'em and then I go
Gotta get 'em to medical
Maybe you should wanna start 'em on the I.V.
And maybe think next time 'fore you try me
Yo
If a war them wants
We go kill off killy
Dead careers with simple decrees
Stop the talk like President T
That's a different degree
We transcend levels
See your fifteens up on the bezel
Swallow pride you know I don't settle
Every line is a clip in the metal
Who want smoke with the slick talker
Unsettle high spirits like bad aura
No grounds for pity that's sheer terror
Known to carry coins for the wayfarer
Body bagging flows that's word to Tech 9
Daring knee highs to cross on my line
These vultures will take you away
Rewards a sky burial grave
Don't ever test silence glaive
That ain't smart or brave