i pop cans in my drop top van
rolling through the neighborhood they like goddamn
its that marsupial bouncing again
and it looks as though the wombats come out of the den (x2)

we ridin get up on that mountain stuff
you bored grab your board and go powder puff
we be out there busting limbs like huck finn
im hucking blind into uncut dusting
thrusting torsion spinning snowboards a corked spin
and we sticking it like forks and
we all in yo getting air like we balling
we fall and we get back up and get raw again
throttling down the mountain high speed riding
and i mightve been looking like a downhill spiderman
flyin by em don't mind or say hi to him
going like a mach two fighter that im pilotin
sort of like the speed i proceed when rhymin
and im faster than the two minute timer for your ramen and
your mom and them all think im doper than a clonopin
mile a minute freestyle rhymin it on a whim

i pop cans drop top vans
rock the mic why you think these clamps on my hands ah
got damn hit that beat with the flam
and the stanza that they hit repeat to understand
i pop cans drop top vans
rock the mic why you think these clamps on my hands
got damn and that bass be slamming
i contaminate the whole place when im jamming

uncut to the core style raw
looking like a bake sale out in aisle four
twenty can i have a minute for a munchy
im crunchin cereal all day brunchy
wack cats they dont want that beef or lunch meat
i alliterally shit on em septic sump seep
who would think that my kind of rhyme would come cheap
but i freestyle for anybody to come see
see i flow it heroic like a poet with no net
off the stovetop like a croquette
where my frogs at homey i aint croaked yet
there still a lot of dope shit i aint spoke yet
wild wild wombat in the old west
bucking on a bronco and i dont miss
hip hop speaking in tongues im possessed
getting raw to the core i accept no less

i pop cans drop top vans
rolling through the neighborhood they like got damn
i got hot hands too hot to handle
hot like the muthafuckin top of a candle
just an example of what dope ass unsigned hype cats
in the underground can do
yo i made this just to hand to you
it's bass with a sample with amplitude

i be back i be back with a terminator rap
determinator of facts fake words and right raps
i be comin up with other shit and then i dub it
and i bump and the other kids is lovin it
here i come again and when i pump it i be rummagin
Under the floor underground subs they bub-a-lubblin
no baloney i go on a limb when i spit it and i swim
to the motion of the ocean that im in
im ready for release release me to my soul
i need all the peace i can see to be whole
thats the place i go when i meditate
and if you thinkin im a hater lemme set it straight yo
i just wanna better way to know yo which way to go
tryna make it off to a safe zone
so busdriver please take me straight home
cuz theres no time to waste in a race to rome

im in the mountains on a mountain
where i be rocky mountain high
in the mountains on a mountain
big blue rocky mountain sky
in the mountains on a mountain
way out in the mountainside
in the mountains on a mountain
when it dump we go out and ride