Sedans - Scallops Hotel

I’m here as a representative of the Tanaka clan

Oh I gotta—?

Okay

Well, I guess I’ll demonstrate this move

The dim mak

Okay

Cut off my antenna and wonder why the messages stopped

In human times they kill the messenger and harvest the neighbors' crops

On the boundary of the absurd where labor drops

Eating a bowl of rice and beans I suppose they say lots of things

Tuck what’s God’s honest behind what seems obscene

Most of it’s gesturing, rock a gerund like an overcoat

Ruby Yacht, motorboat, Horus with the morbid overtones

Fortune cookie lucky numbers for a horoscope

I’m with Shea-man in Ray-Bans, niggas can’t touch us

In sedans in Sudan, nigga’s not bluffin' with that long stick

I’m in that RBYT clique

We on that very indie shit and we don’t need to fuck with you

And you don’t want to fuck with this

Ro-Man scaled a mountain etch it on the edifice

Step to a rapper like you not a worthy nemesis

On the side of the road tellin' a PO I peddle medicines

Been on a higher level since you was eating gummy vitamins

Myka 9 called my shit high art and on the pie chart

My part look like quiet Pac Man

I’m on my riotous self righteous, pulled many all-nighters

My last apprentice died, shit

But y’all just want them tired quips about stubbed toes

Six years in the wild turn a person cutthroat

I wish I could give a fuck about a brushstroke

Hit it with the gusto, bam!

I’m Emeril Legasse with that ol' frying pan

Emeralds adorn my body on the bough of a Ruby Yacht

And know it’s no remorse 'cause rapping is a blood sport

And know it’s no remorse 'cause rapping is a blood sport

It’s called the dim mak

Crossing the Ruby Yacht would be a dim thought, huh

That’d be a dim thought