Lyrics

[Intro] Welcome to the end of the show, and I'm your host, Johnny GoodTwinkle (Fuck outta here nigga, let's go, uh, this the rebellious shit, nigga Start fires with this one, let's go, yeah you know what I'm talking 'bout) [Verse] I'm talking 'bout a revolution, I am Sly, kid ruthless The booth's no spoofin', I spit it like I'm toothless Food for the youth, while you niggas just fruit And lies become truth, I drop shit like pollution Stop fools quick, no problem, no solution Your crew could sleep in the freezer and still wouldn't be cool kids Cruisin' in the music with the attitude of toolkits Hammerin' these babbling niggas, respect my two cents I can give two shits, let alone a dollar My flows make bros go whoa, hoes say holla Wack niggas say nada, the best, I'm a synonym Still my pocket slim like the Olsen twins and Em Mr. Quick to Diss 'Em, is dismissing 'em quick in my sentences Oliver Twist like Charles Dickens' death Wishing competition, but listen the plot thickens I'm a stand-up nigga, well hell, I'm not sittin' [Outro] Never, never fail like, feel me like braille, right? Tiptop, zip-lock flow, bitches airtight Yeah right, try and unzip it Nigga poutin' 'cause he got his bitch stole by big lips