my verse:

steppin thru, mr goody two shoes

try n buss a move, he gon leave wit loose screws uh

yeah, and dis chop a 2 2 (22)

pull up promise you lose

we some dogs blues clues

out my body like i sipped a whos who

way she work it like she got a hoola hoop aye

fly fit, see the wings, hooty hoo aye

creepin thru, sniff him out, scooby doo aye

what it is, what the word, what it do

what the fuck, what is dis, is it fye, yeah iss true

hit up fony for a pack, finna hit a beat or two

inna stu, im wit arsx finna show what he can do, aye

spillin green up onna lap

she eat da banana like a monkey imma act

i hang wit my bruddas prolly think that we the kratts

know dis chop will poke him heat em up just like a tat

they say they the shit but i compare dem to the scat

i cant ever focus cus im trippin off a sack

i aint got a tee, put dat boy up on a plaque

i just bought a half i never run up outta gas

i aint finna trip, know dis thing’ll blow him back

hittin onna pack, like a freak im finna act

i aint finna stop, bitch im gettin to da racks

they cant ever top, arsonist up on da track

BLUES CLUES [W/ ARSX] [FONY WALLACE]

“LIKE THEE”(PRO-NUNCIA-TION)
I’m a down to earth rapper just out here trying to tell my story in Beat because that is the language we truly speak,the intuitive expressionism, we may or may be able to allow people to comprehend. 🎵

BLUES CLUES [W/ ARSX] [FONY WALLACE]

MISERI [@111miseri]