Dilated Peoples - Defari Interlude Lyrics

Filter all this noise like beats on my ear
I'm really froggish
Every year is leap year
Freshly cut to death
Every week I'm off that chair
Taco Tuesday find your boy at the Savoy
Savoir-faire
In Inglewood I'm really good
In Venice I get plenty bud
These niggas think they really good
Reality they really none
They really like my little sons
They really like some little bums
They not even a factor in this burn
They really get no run
Ruby drop a ton of rhymes
A ton of beats I'm known to eat
I gotta eat like Megatron on Monday night against the Chiefs
I gotta bring my A game
My main frame 200 pounds
I'd rather dump 200 rounds
And watch you f*cks run out of town
This L.A. city all Southern section
True confessions
You bad ass little kids
You could all learn a lesson
I'm not stressin'
And surely ain't hiding behind no textin'
Here I stand
Just a man in all of his imperfections