Cloak and Dagger

Lyrics

[Intro: e-dubble] Yuck Yeah C'mon, c'mon Now, that's it And ok… Yeah [Verse 1: e-dubble] I am soaked in swagger, cloak and dagger In a 3/4 length like I drove a Jaguar -- Or an '04 Maxima Who cares about my car? I'm the fucking janitor (Nobody) Because I clean the house And when the beat comes on I make 'em scream and shout "Filthy!" And when that shit pops off I'll be sippin' Pop Off like a fucking rockstar— A broke one at that The Cold-Eeze is packed I keep popping zinc, the cold season's back There's no need to hate, we laugh at ourselves Consignment on time, my record's on shelves Where the fuck's yours? I grind when you're bored Protected by skills—my neck to that floor My hand to my nuts, my luck was just up To tell the truth now: I'm dope as fuck! [Interlude: e-dubble] Yep. Filthy Slap Bracelet is back But not really I'm just kidding... Salvadore Denali up next Get 'em Eastern shore [Verse 2: Salvadore Denali] I am Johnny Mnemonic, spread the Bubonic Got all the little children hooked on my phonics Super Sonic Dikembe Mutombo Crooked die hunch cigar chunk Columbo Been known to flow where the sun don't shine Dark mechanics in the annals of times Stay on the grind, itty-bitty Peace of mind Life in the city seem to be such a serious time I give the masses somethin' they like And my glasses try to squint through the dumb they like I might buy some cheap shades Hit 'em with the Vinidrays when I take the center stage Gotta make a living wage Want a Bloody Mary? Nah I'd rather have a Molotov Political party man, tell me where it's poppin' off Honest to a faultline, scribble when I'm offline Alt nine, hard count, got 'em caught offsides In your style like a soggy sea biscuit Watch my doggy thick pop Got your red lipstick, mystic hip hop For the well-dressed misfit Filthy Slap Bracelet, it land on your wrist Give Black Paisley another crazy addition The label that pays me, I waive at the admission A crazy physician Show 'em how I operate, hip-hop anonymous A lot of shit is commonplace And rap's got a common face And emcees share a common fate [Outro: e-dubble] And there's a lot on Obama's plate So we should probably conversate And figure out what's going on Cause I'm not sure really what's going on And the beat might end kinda soon But this is poorly produced You'll hear it soon..