Rokit lyrics

That clown n*ggas catch a gangster round
I can control y’all n*ggas when I embrace the mound
My arm is goose [?]
Only difference my sh*t heavy and smooth like the head on Lou Gossett
My pen, it plays the part of a sex demon
The words shoot out all over the page in blue semen
In reverse, it’ll sell like Marcus Neiman
[?] in your throat for scheming
Evian darts to bars, you can swim through the line
My pH balance like the tears of Christ in this time
I do this for Nazareth, study under the Arabics
Pray five times a day, then I’m out of it
Besides that, I wake up early
Deposit duffel bags to equal the weight of Big Shirley
Hardly been rained on, never been snowed in
Some say I’m like De La Hoya ‘cause I’m golden
Blowing like Biggie catalog, [?]
Killing [?] similar riffs as Beethoven
Hand on the garments, mock necks the bombest
Hecklers heck ’til I squeeze the Tec like Charmin
b*tches, you can call me on my cell phone
If you wanna get hammered and stuck just like velcro
You can put me on your ringtone
‘cause I keep that [?] just like a [?]

[Outro:]
Hey yo
Peace, yo, yo, what's good?
You know, this is Allah Math--
Yo, yo, what's good?
This is Mathematics, right here
DJ for Wu-Tang, class producer
Hey, yo, hold up, it's like, yo, every f*ckin' time--
Yo, what's up with you, son?
Yo, get the f*ck [?]
Every f*ckin' time
That's all I wanna do is [?]
Get off the speakers