Ballskin

[Verse] Mmmm! The flow is toe in, precision as an afro trim All big letters but it isn't no acronym Smack the thin grin off a chin for crack smoking DDT the first bar, leave this track back broken Chrome grown men doing business with Anglo-Sax and them Lacking swing but that banjo's so relaxing As the wax spin, hacking axes in the wind Pretend it's just a pen, see if you can pencil 'em in Tense, mention men of honor fenced in Census is tens, the wheels fall off, then it's the end Don't get keelhauled in, Villain always been Feel real, genuine ballskin Not to call the whole crowd out It's just a few chumps, and you know who you are like a shoutout Place 'em in your loud mouth and taste 'em like a pastry Waste of space face, hastily bow out gracefully Disappear, reappear, and disappear again Villain, not his hair, he's no Afro-American If that's the case, he'd be a bald-headed African Taking all the credit and jetted, astral traveling Turn a man into a mannequin for AFLAC'n And being tough actin' Tinactin, bluff-jacking He wears a mask so when he dogs his face Each and every race, could absorb the bass In the place to be, don't believe the hyperbole It's like a murder spree, get sniped verbally Or beat in the head with lead pipe languages For street cred, leave him for dead in anguishments The slang suggest it was the guy in the glasses Who came to help the people with their minds in they asses They set trippin', get a grip like Spalding These walls is thin, feel genuine ballskin