decisions over veal orloff

. and have a blast, ayo, it be that queens kid with the face of jim "the anvil" neidhart, i play the part, smoke the white shark, my mind sharp like a shape up from dominican's, there's no confession, when i'm sinning fucking cinnamon women, rocking double colour linen from the beginning, i see a lot of youth's pretending, better watch who you be befriending, my shit's profound, i shoot the pistol with the whistle sound, and catch the shell before it hit the ground, then peel off just like the skin of the pepper, or the jacket that i'm rocking, cause i'm twisted in leather, don't get it twisted, keep the biscuits hot, chickens and cheddar, getting fly just like the shit with the feathers, you could be laying face down if you so choose, i leave you covered in the blanket, man, you old news, i'm from the place where kids'll shank you for some cold shoes, half out the pocket with the hanky on the boat cruise, it's me