Aerial Breach

O.G.'s be like oh geez
I only rock Jordan O.G.'s
I stay funky like old cheese
My dogs I'm with have no fleas
The flow breeze
Drew out New plans, Orleans
Better than me?, Oh please
Built strong and lived long, Oak trees
Begging the folk, leave
Feeling stoked and intrigued
Smell of gun smoke, just freeze
Stood my ground, Cochise
A lot of you cats need to change your litter box
It's the Kid that Rocks, minus fedoras and country talk
Punk just watch
It's an outbreak just like the monkey pox
Stayed next to Lox, no Jada, P, or Louch
Been in the booth spitting truths, before you knew
I'm the sudden reoccurrence in the Matrix doctrine
Stay and watch him, amazed but proceed with caution

Leather boots stomp your chest in
Looking for more jewels that I can invest in
From a Section 8 0, peace to Mr. Lamar
Beard game heavy, It's The Return Of Jafar
My verbs heard from afar, donut out in the car
Rigorous darts, bodies left with more than a couple a scars
Rouge status sipping on some dark brew-skis
Just me and a pad of empty loose leaf
My mental splatters pages for readers and listeners
Hip-Hop, the one chick I should be sticking to her
I throw ya'll in the stew I brew, a cheap boil
I strike first, no firing back, just recoil
You spoiled my appetite but not for destruction
Your facial attitude needs reconstruction
Suctioned, sucked in, to keep it moving
No repercussion, the reapers coming, my soul I'm not losing