Let me start off by saying it's a pleasure to rap
Over beats, hip-hop is a treasured attack
Whole world on your neck with the pressure to snap
You can let it all out, whats fresher than that?
I'm on the microphone in a furious jam
Making freestyle connections and a serious stand
With two bar maids and a delirious fan
On an eight day bender with a five piece band
Keep your eyes on the road, your hands in the air
With your ear to the street your thoughts of despair
I'm a light hearted mic hog and ghost of the future
Music is made by man, not computer
Put that in your microchip, I might go flip the word
See ya on the dancefloor blurred
Shut down the club, we won't stop the beat
Dick, crack up the drums and we'll turn up the heat quick
We're gonna let you know
Just where we're coming from
We're gonna let you know
Just where we're coming from
Undone did it, I heard your lungs hit it
Meet in highschool, but stay uncommited
That's unpermitted, I'm gone in a minute
My tie's all a tangle and my suits unfitted
Loud winds speaking, the decimals peaking
Scare my neighborhood like a fat man shrieking
Symphonic uncut jazz with a soul control
Witching and preaching over the choir the melody taking you higher
Here to let you know boy, oh boy
I write words, but don't call me Tolstoy
That's an unabashed past review to Ice Cube
From Croatian, Irish, drunk, country ass white dude
And I don't like beer, they taste like water
But I'll drink Stella Artois and bump Chris Potter
It's hard to find good things these days
Like how I scratch? Come and meet my DJ
This is the Shotgun Wedding Quintet
This is the Shotgun Wedding Quintet
It's a long ride, to the next state
Night and day blend, like a mix tape
Roll the window down, get your cold blast
We're on the county line, with no gas
I'm an optimist, gotta have faith
Can you rock with this, at a mad pace?
No need to front, get your chin checked
It's just the Shotgun Wedding Quintet
We're not mystical, yes unpredictable
Get high, We're dipping low, hop on your tippy toes
I'm hyper flipping those two pendant ripping flows
I end up sick in those, catch clap and skipping shows
Yo Cone is doing it
A Cheek is doing it