Catch a throatful from the fire vocal
With ash and molten glass like Eyjafjallajökull
The volcano out of Iceland
He'll conquer and destroy the rap world like the white men
Learnt from a pro as a mentor
Started with a bird nest and burnt it to a cinder
That'll get the party kickin'
Plus your little charred body smelted like chicken
As the dollar continues to lose momentum
He need land from murdered Indians that represent 'em
Gold is up, urgin' all thugs
Trade in y'all chains for cash and splurge it on drugs
A more secure investment
Food and water, a couple of gallons for your cutest daughter
And thank him as a Yankee fellow southerner
Don't forget the general rank, 'Ello, guv'nor!
'Ello, guv'nor?
Vocals spill over like the rolling hills of Dover
Or the Gulf Oil Disaster if preferred you're after
Depends on your status or your stature
Whether you benefit from the prior or the latter-er
Get the fatter check split
How much for a hundred-thousand tons of Corexit?
Sell a Chinese half-priced seafood
Price is like a real nice street dude
Who can knock the most dead birds out the sky
And then, spread a lie, and say he know why? Bet
Get the machine, blame it on the fireworks
Cleanup, y'all know where to send the wire, jerks
Black teeth still snack on sweets
And get stacks with the qui mon qui
They use to sell CD's
Now they got fake weed, seeds burning trees, it's potpourri
Buyer beware, had to tell this one liar, "Sire, be fair"
At least untie her hair from the chair while I'm here
I hate play lovin' her, JJ for Governor
'Ello, guv'nor
You can leave on your mask. I don't mind. I like you as you are
Slap sound
Ah! That will cost you extra!
Double slap sound
'Ello, guv'nor
