Squash The Veggie

Verse [Plasthic Slash]
I plant my feet in the concrete jungle, survey the scenery
Shirt got no sleeves, let us proceed to chase the greenery
Chill, my ninja, vet doing a stick-up got pistols
Too much ginger will get you in a bit of a pickle
I big up the people except the snitches, parrots that did tha most
Gold on the neck, gun in hand attitude, carrot and stick approach
String of sausages show hypertension not the food chain
Veins on my dick is wood grain, said bitch that give me good brain
Had no single love for that dame, I said we poles apart
But Cupid's arrow had some ouabain, that's how she stole my heart
Do your thing King Terry, the people feeling ya
No be beans to buss sixteen, ephebophilia
Hots for mamas, lots of ballads but watch your palace
If you got cream, queens will eagerly toss your salad
I'll be lost in Dallas before you find me kissing Tec's ass
A puff, they go, "holy cow", I got the best grass
If a goon let's word of my passage just escape his vestibule
I shoot up his cabbage, if he survive, he'll be a vegetable
They heard my racket's off the wall and I'm positive
It's 'cause I ball with sacred cows that they wanna squash the beef
The couch potato in the house, he lays low, style's fuego
It burns all emcees that's come out Soweto and South Tobago
Check the lyrics mano a mano, the god the cleverest
But I might have sow poblano before the pepper rest