Outta Luck Lyrics

In the clutch like Michael J

Spark a dutch burn slow all day

If I may, hold up real fast

Lay it down and make it last

Fuck the past, that shit was ass

Mod the Honda go real fast

Cast a spell I'm using voodoo

Slidin' thru, movin' like guru

Few knew that I could do this

Run the score up, NFL Blitz

Catchers mitt behind the plate

Back to third, cause you're not safe

In your state you seem unfit

Wear your mask cause I launch spit

Throw a fit, damn you just lost

Promotion bitch now I'm the boss

Randy Moss I'm catching touchdowns

On a plane and we just touched down

Sundown come we'll rock your socks

Bro Nature KimonoFox

Building blocks that we can climb up

Challenge us, too late your time up

Throwin' signs up during lunch

Fuck with me, your pride go crunch

Just a hunch we pack a punch

Rhymes like plantains got a bunch

You need a crutch it's unique vices

Dice you up, little slices

Sprinkle spices as a garnish

God within locate and harness

Up the light dim down the darkness

Do my best, not to spark stress

Hands up

We runnin' outta luck

The ticket to a buck hard work chuck it up

Move your hips and do a flip

Feel the air from the wing tip

Don't you slip cause it's a trip

Hold onto life by the roach clip

Saying

Hands up

We running outta luck

The ticket to a buck hard work chuck it up

Move your hips and do a flip

Feel the air from the wing tip

Don't you slip cause it's a trip

Hold onto life by the roach clip

Yeaaah

Goin rampant never stagnant

Turn MC's straight into fragments

Just like granite, surface hard

Light up sage, read tarot cards

Fire bars on top of sick beats

Got more game than most athletes

Stakes is High, De La Soul

Swallow you like a black hole

Control fate by using free will

Movin' upward never downhill

Chillin' out, stay in my lane

Thankful to be on the food chain

Different plane some call it 5D

You ain't slick ain't nothin by me

Try me son, offer your best shot

Think real hard give me your best thought

Fought my rivals to the death

Backward step or you'll be next

Complex projects on the rise

Steady eyes stay on the prize

Hands up

We running outta luck

The ticket to a buck hard work chuck it up

Move your hips and do a flip

Feel the air from the wing tip

Don't you slip cause it's a trip

Hold onto life by the roach clip

Saying

Hands up

We runnin outta luck

The ticket to a buck hard work chuck it up

Move your hips and do a flip

Feel the air from the wing tip

Don't you slip cause it's a trip

Hold onto life by the roach clip