Hand Over Fist

[Verse 1: E L U C I D] Mop the deck Ring around the collar A proper sweat Ill-fitting Polyester Polos Faded save from ya memory With years avoiding photos Rocking mohawks in '04 That boy gone Master key a blow and so on Let a niggy know Blues and reds Built like Mo Vaughn Poke a Lane Bryant thickum but I ain't make it through the whole song Crown fried Deadeyes And clammy flesh As she slept Lifted twenty from her purse before I left Called me in like an hour That was for my baby's lunch You ain't about shit When I see you I'mma Click Listen my train's a-coming Silver peak shuttle outta Peekskill Purple dawn rising Reek of sour mash refills Epills Grind down my molars I can't keep still Grimy nigga ragtime Brush my teeth with Heineken Slow down to cut half a line Red wine and shit brown Boomers No. 7 Esiason blitz Wild-eyed fresh out the lion's den Higher science Blend with suicidal tendencies An illusion better living through chemistry [Chorus: E L U C I D] Well known offender Lords never worry but pussy respect pressure [Verse 2: billy woods] Early bird gets the worm Fuck that weed shit son I ain't tryin to burn What’s the word? Let me hold something Aight, then fuck it Let me roll something I need that doe cousin! Tight than a mug Fuck showing love I'm on that Jerry Maguire Bitch said she sick and tired Bitch you singing to the choir when All a nigga really need is his shirt ironed Bout to see my P. O Apply myself to these applications but If I don't get a J. O. don't say Nathan When you see me going in the basement Knocking Sports, Drugs & Entertainment Food in the dark I ain't trying to read for Mr. Magoo part Bullshit glengarry leads Cadillac Eldorado Second place is steak knives In the streets its talented kids but They corner only teach em how to take dives Ima take mine like a date rape on Valentine’s Dressed to the nines Flower in lapel Just goes to show, you never can tell [Verse 3: Creature] Kufi on in a crack house losing his religion Truthfully gone blackout out of commission Smelling like a sewer system you would diss him Came home after four days the eulogy written Ghost in the snap shot a shadow of himself Lost hope on the bad block a battle for help Four children and wife depend on him Ignore feelings despite the stench on em Eyes the same color as Damu’s flag Son cried ashamed not you dad Judge mental life’s never budge or bent you Could use a hug gentle in dark light resents you Day break time to get right with your maker Stay safe what you invite can take ya Where the sun stood still on the darkest corner Numb can’t feel like a heartless mourner