Shad — Wild

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Yo, I ain’t no hard hustlin muscle man thug on the curb

The only time I use a bullet is on Microsoft Word Slick talk you could say

I got grease on my speech

From years of rhymin’ with a fried chicken piece in my teeth

But now I’m more self sufficient,

the food in my shelves and kitchen

Give my cells nutrition the help with my health conditions

While I never been too stable cerebrally

radio frequency rappers still ain’t able to equal me

Plus I link with them, cause the phatter the beats

The words I’m battlin’ peeps while I’m scattering speech

Like jabs to your cheeks shattering teeth

Drop the dagger in deep rattlin jeeps

With bass levels that no ladder can reach

Shad be that freak with them 5 mic classics

Still rappin’ on the street and sellin’ tapes out his jacket

No lights in action in the places I bust a flow

The only rap videos I make are instructional

Trust the full power my verse packs

And closed the kitchen I worked at when they heard how I serve cats (So are you wild)

Like girls gone with them

Mardi Gras pearls on

(But Canada can’t bring it)

I’m here to prove the world wrong The real deal,

I’m just tryin’ to keep my wheels steel

I work fightin’ in a box office like

Kill Bill I’m chill live freestylin’ to jams

The crowds flip cause my rhyme style’s

Wilder than Van’s And my DJ’s nice on the tables like coasters

Were tryin’ to see all the honey’s wavin’ our posters

Cause yo, they don’t dig it, I ain’t tryin’ to be hyped out

With a mic I’m cold lighting the Brian McKnight, rappin’s done

Forget the verbal wrecks,

I’m singin’ back at one in purple max turtle necks and khakis, son

No shame, burn slow brains like propane

It’s just Shad no add-ons or code names

Like cocaine when I do lines, the new rhymes is dope

I do the thing wild like my name is Tone-Loc

More wild than the west was when

Kool Moe Dee An OG bringin’ the sickest drama since

The O. C In a crazy world meanin’

I’m sane In a break from all this nonsense they’re feedin’ your brain

While Nas and Janet halftimes when this cat signs

I’ll own the masters like

Tiger and get green like a back nine

And I don’t make the cash mine and that’s fine

I’d rather live with these ups and downs than flat-line Still,

My jams rock the body like kidney stones

When I pass through, I got more soul than

Shaq’s shoe I be receivin’ more paper than a fax do

For inspiration I draw on people like a tattoo artist

Regardless of the hardships we face

The world ain’t so cold when your heart is embraced

So grace is the home where I rest in pieces of dead skin on my couch

Speaking with brethren and spittin’ punch line with that stupid smile

That go your crew sayin’ «Ha!» like

Juvenile If I’m on your radio then don’t you move the dial

Just snap your neck to the music like you knew it’s wild