Two Tone Rebel

Hop to it with the fluids
 Study like a student who be fucking with them truants (I never left!)
 No pack but I still smell sewage
 Catch me blowing on that loud like a motherfucking tuba (like a motherfuckin' tuba!)
 Like it's motherfucking Zumba
 Robot drop top cut-throat mula (cut-throat mula)
 Hopped out that Uber
 Brand-brand new shoes no newer (no newer)
 Don't fuck with me, I got that Two Tone Rebel shit stuck to me, uh!
 And it's a luxury, fucking with these beats got me living comfortably, uh! (Comfortably!)
 And what I provide is the soundtrack that proves that we went through this life
 Never divide, always survive
 (Okay folks, we have arrived)
 Yeah, jazzers on deck when I come through
 No Five-O on my gumshoe
 We got more kicks than a Kung-Fu
 Flick fuckboy might get it when he come to
 But he don't seem like he'll be waking up
 Most slept on him, fuck it, cousin, show me love
 Two-one-fifth in my veins, don't get it fucked
 Run up on me wrong, I won't even fuck a knuckle up
 Roughly about the size of Shaq, I fire back
 I fire first, the damage hurts
 The chorus hits, the drums are sick
 Got kids out in Dubai bangin' my old shit
 The dude is home, the wheels are clean
 The flow is mean
 I been E-dubble since the days of between
 And god-damn (what?) I'm about the Shoulder Lean
 Like Young Dro and T.I
 Ya (lock and loaded) ya
 Drama, they like me (uh)
 Full-size don't psych me (uh)
 Pull up on 18s and, yeah, they just like me (ay)
 V8 all in mine, my wheels and my rims shine
 RT go hard G, no question with wind chimes
 Front for that sponsor, front for that front doe
 If they can each time, my horse would be front row
 Fuck what they came for, I know what they came for
 My name is E-Dubble and I am not made
 Fuck plan B, I got a plan for it
 I put my head down, and I just ran for it
 Couldn't see the pitfalls that I ran towards
 Moving so fast, I was coming out my Air Force
 Keep the shoes on, get your move on
 Stop slippin', you been trippin' way too long
 Both shoes on, new true song
 Rings a bell? Well, it must be Two Tones, uh!
 Jazzers on deck when I come through
 No Five-O on my gumshoe
 We got more kicks than a Kung-Fu
 Flick fuckboy might get it when he come to
 But he don't seem like he'll be waking up (waking up)
 Most slept on him, fuck it, cousin, show me love (show me love)
 Two-one-fifth in my veins, don't get it fucked
 Run up on me wrong, I won't (lock and loaded)
 Jazzers on deck when I come through
 No Five-O on my gumshoe
 We got more kicks than a Kung-Fu
 Flick fuckboy might get it when he come to
 But he don't seem like he'll be waking up
 Most slept on him, fuck it, cousin, show me love
 Two-one-fifth in my veins, don't get it fucked
 Run up on me wrong, I won't even fuck a knuckle up
 Jazzers on deck when I come through
 No Five-O on my gumshoe
 We got more kicks than a Kung-Fu
 Flick fuckboy might get it when he come to
 But-but-but-but he don't seem like he'll be waking up (waking up)
 Most slept on him, fuck it, cousin, show me love (show me love)
 Two-one-fifth in my veins don't get it fucked
 Run up on me wrong, I won't (lock and loaded)