Clap on, clap off
Fake ass street thugs, either need to ax off or cough
Feel 'em, Metal Finger steel drum
Clean inside walk with him, talk shyt to real scum
Of the earth, take it with a shovel, fool
Main character, super villain, lovable
And don a mask like a clown, of thorns
Blow your horn and get pounded out by the boring
(I take your order) let me get one wing
Any king that bring this sting for Chung King
No change, no stranger to gats
Took notice, what so strange is no cats
Dogsis wars, dud luck, draw straws
fukk the boss, drowned on blood andduck sauce
Stuck the enemy, a wack deal caper
For racks of fake Fendi and stacks of real paper