Alex Trebek

Alex Trebek ask me the daily double question (Uh) Born in the flesh, a profession Put bullhorns through ya’ neck just to be extra (Uh) I love sippin’ Grey Goose with papaya nectar (Yeah) Yessuh I’m dominating greatness, niggas know I’m next up Why you [?] with Satan Accolades blazing, amazing that lyrics coming from the brain This is what the hustler found in the cocaines You can't stop what's meant to happen Destiny is a bully, that’s why I keep rapping Got me in action mode, I’m so hip hop I’m like a rapping toad Then hop on freaks then hop down the road The Chicago scene is in a sunken place Crybaby ass niggas [?] onion wave Gun ablaze, a ton of those, a hundred loads of ammunition, cannon missin’, oh, I loant that shit to Goose He on the money mission USSR wanna meet with the god I bring two types of heat to the ark That’s my voice and the beats that I pick I eat up shit then throw it all up with the fork when I’m spitting it Critics quick to hop on my dick Soon as I diss the rappers on the scene, wipe away the phlegm with some disinfectant (Ew) It’s a different weapon that I hold, the whole Chicago scene is like mold so I keep the door closed (Uh) Somebody in my job is in the sunken place Album cover with me smoking on it, who could fuckin’ hate? Now it’s got my boss sendin’ abusive messages I was smoking weed while reading it, i wasn’t stressin’ it I'm a defiant smokier (Uh) I [?] to jokers in a deck of cards, slap a two of hearts down