Classic Material IV...

pre-Food & Liquor...



It's the revenge of the nerd/
got a way with words/
like I got away with murder/
like I caught the state star witness tryna purjure/
Sent the purse to the judge and bribed off the juror/
Bride of Frankenstein in the ride/
'Fore we ride any further/
Westside/
Yes I,/
roll here like a curler/
and I hold here like a urler/
The curse of the mummy/
on the money of the merger/
of the worlds of the worker and the surfer/
return to my girl/
Lunch, dinner, desert her/
Like a armed forces server/
that served in Desert Storm/
that couldn't perform any further/
a breath of fresh air like certs/
Slightly off, my walls made of Serta/
Hero to star crossed lovers in search of/
and that's what a verse does/
I represent the First/
drop in the vert, reverse cuz'/



Lyrical Breakdown

Salut
Fly Ty