[Verse 1: J-Definition]
Cruising through the neighborhood on four wheels
My flow hotter than my old girl with no grill
My friends are skaters cause you know they smoke that half pipe
About to be up in my place, Jimmy Fallon on late night
But this ain't no O'Brien case
Planning on managing the game until my dying days
The train of thought is crazy, check out all this loco-motion
Thumbing threw them bands while they getting high and sipping potions
Damn, and now I'm furthering the notions
That I'm the greatest and that's what separates us in this motion
Or the movement, tryna prove it's how you lose it
To the dude that's too prude to get used to all of this ho shit
But focus now, thankful I wrote this down
I'm only hoping flowing'll move me forward to getting crown(ed)
I was only told there's no way to know if you hold it down
But see, I hold it down
[Verse 2: Austin AKA Cardigan Kid]
All the hoes want my hose, I already know
They say I'm the best, I can't be beat in Super Smash Bros
My name's Austin Long, it's not a lie
I may be short, but big between the thighs
All you rappers just talk way too much slander
My rhymes are politically correct and hot, like a charmander
I spit beats like fire, I am a dragon
Bitches love me, I'm the same size as Bilbo Baggins
I drop bombs like Khalil and Badr
I'm in my Christmas sweater
No one can do it better, I'm the man
Mobbing in my mini-van
So much swag, Sperry's and cuffed-up jeans
Too raw, I got bitches on three knees
I'm strong and dark, call me espresso
All I do is win when I'm playing Nintendo
I lead the ping pong club like Gandalf the Grey
When I pour my alphabet soup all I get is A's
[Verse 3: Joe AKA Lean Pockits]
Call me Joe like I'm sloppy
I got that Asian body
Flow like wasabi
Rapping is my hobby, haters be salty
Chill Asian kid, we could kick it like Karate
I don't eat dogs, I eat Pot Sticks
I don't use a fork, I use chopsticks
I go off the top and you know you can't stop it
Hard as one of North Korea's rockets
My whole crew is so fly
My clique is tight just like my eyes
Ya'll kids goofy, eat my sushi
I roll my seaweed on that sushi
Massive fapper, Asian rapper
Size don't matter, I rap as hard as Santa Claus
My raps have no flaws
My balls drop and so do the jaws
[Verse 4: Mark AKA Yung Biscuit]
My rap's smoother than Rick Ross tits
It's Mark T, still hasn't come out of the closet
My flow is like the river down in the Amazon
I flow so much that I need a dam(n) tampon
And I'm always a little too turnt
Girls say I look like a TV star, Biggest Loser
But it's true, I always wish I was cooler
I wish I didn't cry myself to sleep, Lexie Schueler
All the fans clap just like your mom's booty
Skittles, taste the rainbow, girls think I'm fruity
When life gives you lemons, you probably found lemons, yo
I got mean bars but I ain't a rapper doe
I'm on mushrooms just like I'm Mario
Yeah you got some silverware, but really, are you eating though?
Got so many fans like they're in the zoo crew
Everybody loves me and nobody likes YEWL!
[Verse 4: Brandon AKA Goggles]
Black girls, they're all I know
Opposites of the Eskimo
I like it when that weave is red
The way I pull it when she gives me head
Yeah, the only thing I really need
Way to her heart: KFC
Oh yeah, the bad bitches
Hurt so bad imma need stitches
Shout out to Jen Hudson
She's the reason I touch my somethin'
They call me Ebony Shieh for a reason
Cause whenever I see a black chick my heart stops beating
I'm feeling thirsty need grape soda
Can someone help me out, maybe Oprah?
I guess I'm done rapping now
Hey black chicks, I'm always down
