Fresh As That - Farm Fresh, McEnroe, Pip Skid

like to take your pill

Stand at the merch table, take your bills

Say, break my deals, hope to run me down

Paranoid like the cops gonna gun me down

Son me now?

Go ahead and try

You go to bed and cry

Toss your head in a dryer

You’re so

Dead to my whole point of view

You rap but the crowd just point at you

And you annoy me too, just too old to care

Hold the mic all soft like a bear

The coldest stare with no intermission

Fix your new ice grill into submission

'Cept you missing, let me tie my shoes

Tonight’s the night I pull out all of my moves

Call me 'Snooze' cause I keep making hits

You all assimilated like Bacon Bits

No steak and grits, no dairy or eggs

Don’t care if my girl’s got hairier legs

Carry a keg to where Smitty is

And now I’ll get all drunk and hideous

The city is

Too small of a fish bowl

For you and I to both coexist this cold

jams so I’m fresh on the scene

It gets kinda rough in the back of limousine

(How would you know?)

Back in effect, the effect is back

Tracking for the check so just check the track

Macking for the next, we’re the next to mack

Farm to the Fresh, who’s as fresh as that?

Back in effect, the effect is back

Passing every test, here’s the test we pass

Bad for the rest, but the rest is wack

The Farm to the Fresh, who’s as fresh as that?

«Farm Fresh y’all»

It’s big Roddy Rod, member of the style council

Eating prime rib, make mine a 20 ouncer

Just walking in, known by every bouncer

Talk my way to the front of the lunch counter

Never take a number but I ain’t a butt in

Been making beats so long I’m like a shut in

Gotta satisfy the freaks, fiend to what I

Seek, till three and then I get some shut eye

Everyday they try to pull me fast

But I do it my way as I multitask

Got a gang to do, you gotta ask it

Got a castle to build before the casket

Leave me in the ground with the rhythms of legacy

Bound to be found by the critics eventually

Hopefully while alive, down for a shopping spree

Have my eye on a silver Infinity

With power steering no leather interior

What you’re now hearing is the other’s inferior

Smile through smog and the motive’s ulterior

Say what you want but my vote is superior

You’re

Overruled, under powered and outclassed

24−7 every hour and

I do shows, crews know we sell lots

You’re too slow and your flow just trails off

(Trails off)