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 fucks 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