Victory Laps

Bust off your straps after Victory Laps,

Poor Rhymacidal maniac, rap run runners,

Kingpin numbers they kick knee-slap stat,

Dreidel loose

Villain on the track in your town like Ringling brothers,

Bring rings around clowns, Got 'em bowing down,

In surround sound, drown (word)

Pawn* something for a small fortune,

Go broke, sell portion to an auction, Caution

Name your price and that times fourscore of course no love loss

Enter the town on tour de force, cost more

Give or take the off day, short stay,

In case the gaudy shorty need the horse play, raw hay

Breaking in the door, no connection,

Came home lames bidded, still paying protection.

Villain no kiddin' when he ain't rhyme checkin',

Or under some shine with a fine dime neckin'

He lighten' up the olden big torch which sparks glow

A gimp god's corso, pass it off. Starks go

Bringin' it home it's the relay laps

Twist caps, puttin' 'em on they ass

The other half on they neck and they back,

Prepare your best for the victory laps

Take titles and give 'em back, World Series hummers,

Veteran numbers still spit that crack,

Bottles of Goose in the backpack

Niggas talking like "there Tony Starks don't you dare let us down"

The hits be immaculate and accurate

Like the targets of J Plummer (word)

Started all that talk of being a gunner,

Beef in the winter leaves the death in the summer,

Switchin' le Franks army tanks,

Fuck a bodyguard, it's me in the iron,

I'm secure like federal banks, pirates

Y'all niggas better walk the plank, motherfucker!

Blucka bucka compliments of the gentlemen in all black,

In the back softball, stack off the wall, plaque

Fall slack, track of this is tricky,

Helped her fix the problem with the rack and pinion doohickey

Not too quickly

They softer than a kooch,

As I proceed to pop the clutch like a hooch, boosh!

It broke loose, Scratched the side, slidin',

Disappeared off the horizon, glidin'!

You're now ridin' with the rue, gin and ginseng, drinkin'

Sing a sting song smooth as mink skin

Drop a jewel to keep the king's men thinkin',

Filthy Metal fingers leave the ink pen stinkin'.

Move, the lab is in a mess

Reekin' speak it from the heart like a stabbin' in the chest

Leakin' in a cab, in distress,

Blinkin', home, poems ringin' in his dome clingin' to chromosomes!