Heath McNease - Inflector Gadget

{Intro}
(Here we go
Goes like this, yeah)
You don't have to come and confess
We looking for you
We gon' find you
We gon' find you
So you can run and tell that
Run and tell that
Run and tell that
Homeboy
Home home homeboy

{Verse}
I said slow your (huh)
Roll my baby boy
Is it really your fault you can't chop with the big dogs
Rhyme in the back room never let it Kris Kross
I don't
Know you anymore
I cannot be denied (?...) popular (?...)
(?...) bump in they drop top (?...)
Georgia's up in this b-word
39837 with the steez
So freak alternative over they heads
Ooh I, ooh I think she like me
Saltine cracker
The ball peen hammer
That she holds sack like a ball team manager
What they want with the animal
Just like Ming with a paw in the mandible
Sample hand to the mouth
All they hear is the
Click click click click click of the camera
Stovetop hot go flammable
Y'all not y'all got no stamina
Like bro-ham I go HAM y'all on my go-go gadget genitals
Jing-a-ling with the bells on
Can they hear when sing in they bel-tones
When I bring the proscenium thrust to the gut
To the group in they chains and they shell toes
Run DMC, Jam Master Jay, R.I.P
(?...)
(?...)
(?...) take a hit of a nerve
I said your style's so flat lemme give it a perm
Just tune out every chicken I heard
Like cluck cluck cluck go the chickadee
He ain't no grown man listen to her
Get off o' the mic
It's time for choppers to unite
It's time for the mangina (?...)
(?...)
Put dots on they i's
Just quality rhymes
That green be already mine
With a late night freestyle cypher
The real dudes know when it's comedy time
Mad Men got no copy to write
Move on the girl with the obvious eye
And the young OG with the three-piece suit
And the dope hair part to the side
(?...) Don Draper
(?...)
You be the type that'll say sign a waiver
And I'll be the type that will lie to your neighbor

{Outro}
Is this my love?
Sometimes I'm goody goody
Sometimes I'm naughty naughty
Is this my love?
Sometimes I'm goody goody
Sometimes I'm naughty naughty