Bonkers

[Verse One] [Homeboy Sandman]:

Outta the park

Sleepin' under the pike

I'm not afraid of the dark

I'm afraid of the light

Seen a lot of the bark

Not a lot of the bite

Swam a lot of the sharks

Stepped in a lot of the shite

Stole a lot of the shows

Spawned a lot of the clones

Shouted lotta "hoooooo's"

Counted lotta the crows

Spent a lot of the gross

Groped a lotta the cones

Coxed a lot of Nicole's outta clothes

I cracked a lot of code in the machine

Tricks all in my sleeves

Tricks all in your screen

Which ones to believe?

Which ones to delete?

Each one you receive is screened by the regime

Well versed in deceit

Even ones that you buy

Better keep your receipt

Love chicks that's petite

Love chicks that's obese

Love chicks in between

Most talkin' is cheap

My talkin' is cheese

Chang chang

[Verse Two] [Homeboy Sandman]:

Shut uppa ju face

Sandy breath of butane

I done been through a lot of shit like Andy Dufresne

Won't see capital H, front for capitol gain

Into vaginal space

International dames

Tryna rule over Sand

You ain't Saddam Hussein

Get anybody that's Mad-

Rid like capital of Spain

Peep the jack on my waist

Peep the jack of all trades

Keep from jackals and snakes

Keep from shackles and chains

Blow out candles on cakes

Get your campus OK'd

Super Sand your showcase

Rappers panicking rapido once my cameo made

Don't get carried away

Y'all don't carry no weight

Y'all are karaoke

Every moment some dame

At my pantalones

Tryin' to feed me some grapes

Tryin' to feed me some game

Tryin' to get some jewelry engraved

Tryin' to get me engaged

When it come to matrimony

Yo no hablo ingles

[Verse Three] [PackFM]:

Yo peep it

La di da di

We like to party

But don't start trouble

Cause we know karate

So please foes don't try me

My peoples are grimy

For C-Notes we'll probably beat up your mommy

Put these jokes aside

We broke societies

Codes, rules and laws and guidelines entirely

But yo peep the irony

All this inspire me to kill it

And still yet I keep hope alive

See we don't stop till we get, get it? got it, good

I evolved the rhyme schemes that did a lot of good

If you ain't with the times I recommend you prolly should

Cause you know I go for mine from the hood to Hollywood

To my peeps under the steps

Don't speak under your breath

We let the world know what we plan to be doin'

Because sleep is the cousin of death

So pay attention or get an invitation to a family reunion

C'mon