joe coudies improvin im groovin an shmoozin she groomin we boozin she loosin im snoozin im loose an im new an im coudie im provin im brutal im movin ya crew an im movin the white shoot swoopin an scoopin the night the hoopties hoopin groupies groupin aight ima drop bombs like nukes nukin nice call me duke nuke em tight you jukin a fight its aight im tight bright lights despite you be pukin up mics leave ya troop boots up hooten a pipe im loopin a fight im so sick ima shook all night roots an juice like shoots and rice make you blind how i took all sight so look alright i gotta book to write i like nooks an crannies got crooks an grannies put cooks and shook foots on they fanny packs you a handy rap muthafucka im creepin steep wit fleets a leak speakin heat on a track eatin freaks beatin geeks with stacks my rap reekin neat greet streets an creeks i gat beef shat leef tap e an crap d's so freeze you fuckin yella parakeets glarin g fair is me keet you in the cella wit my pair a cleats hairy cheeks barely speak im very bleek rarely keep bones cuz im not a collector what the @#%$???? YO you ready?? i dunno if your ready ill cut both yo heads off and tie ya hair together spin it around like a bolo and paint the walls red.... muthafucka then i drop yo heads on the floor then pop some feds through the door i coped some lead from the store i brought lots shot yo head from a boar ya sore cuz im riddilin ya spine like im riddilin yo rime like im diddilin a dime yo its mine i get high on my own supply an im fine its crime its time to find your elbow pick it up while i lop off ya shell toe you think you fuckin with joe coudie?