A Phrygian Inclination

Pace:

Nobody wants to hear you rhyme about how big your purse is/
or militant verses/
of puttin' rappers in hearses/
spraying shots and abundant curses/
Stuff your mouth with soap and go get the nurses/
linguistic filler vulgarity/
content with no content in those obscenities/ but anyways/
I got two piano men and I won't stop until I got a third/
a feature from Jason Beck or Butler/ but I heard one of them got murdered/
back in Canada/
found frozen in the cold/ killed by chilly/
so I guess I gotta fly to France/ and settle for Gonzo on the keys makin' ladies dance/
The next Einstein will write rhymes and yea I think that's true/
Sad musical genius man I think that's either you/ or Kanye/
they all say/
the 808's made/
my heartbreak/
cause now everybody uses those/ sounds like firing some Major Lazers/
I dip low/ duck/
man I still can't get down with techno/
nobody knows a MacBook ain't an instrument/
you can ask Fugazi/
if that was bossy/
I'm sorry/
just pardon me/
Stockholm and they lied to me/
just like Patty Hearst honestly/
my manners are better than this/
I'm trying to attract the type of folks that'll pay kids to spit/
so my momma don't gotta worry about how she'll live/
laid back getting checks from her oldest kid/
Pacemaker trick/
and I did all the percussion/ if you don't like my rhymes you still can't knock the production/

and oh yea Chilly/
I almost forgot to mention/
You should pay attention/
To this next chord progression


Walrus:

Sag my pants but I ain't a fool/
They Spend their money on nothing cool/
I got a crocodile in my swimming pool/
Got a winning complex and I hate to lose/
I love to win/
And if you ain't a lady then/
you can step off my land/
Or get rocked in the face with a tattooed hand/
I shouldn't have to say/
Get yo bitch ass out the way/
It's just me and fuckin' Pace/
Tryin' to weave between the snakes/
And 5-0 on the corner/
Like to see me a goner/
Keep a .45 in the wasteband/
man you wouldn't wanna/
try a fucker with a finger on the trigger/
Uh/
Talk a lot of shit but you keep your mouth shut/
When you see me sippin Hennessy in the strip club/
Tough guy but I heard that you swallow the nut/
Quick to rub it out like a parliament butt/
Fuck it/
Rappers keep talking about millions and shit/
Got enough wealth just look at my wrist/
My rhymes stay hotter than some grilled catfish/
So when it comes to rappin man I ain't goin quit/
I ain't goin stop till it makes me rich/
Like Bon Jovi's bitch/
And Billy Ray's kids/
18karat filter on me like I'm lavish Mitch/
Used to be a hard life but now it's golden bitch/