Johaz: What up though
Exile: Lets grab the mic and let the think flow
These average motherfuckers tried to, rappers shouldn’t think though
Holy Taleto
You can’t defeat me and my peoples
Johaz: Yo, yo, my niggas move bricks, like Shaq from the freethrow
Exile: You can’t see Exile if you was looking through a peephole
Johaz: Aye yo, my mind stay precise like the eye of a needle
Manifecto
Crack a Heineken, and drink slow
Exile: Then beat four rappers in the head until they think slow
Johaz: Fuck your weak flow, you mother- can’t be serious
I bloody up your style, like a seven day period, period
Exile: Rappers is incorrect punctuation
Drag on sentence type, incorrect pronunciation
Johaz: Mind elevation, ya body I decapitate
You niggas can’t bust it, just a chump who won’t ejaculate
Exile: And I be cumming, like Mr. Drummond on different strokes
On different folks, like your girl eats my egg yolks
You got jokes
Hahahahaha
Johaz: You making me laugh
Work harder than an immigrant that’s raking the grass
Exile: Laugh harder than chiefs when I be chiefing the grass
I’ll take a muscle bound man, and put his face in the sand