Cookbook, Pigeon John - Popeye lyrics

Strong to the finish 'cuz I
Eat my spinach never diminish
The tie that binds or masterminds the
Rhymes the size of Grimace
Rise of interest coupled with the time
I spent on grinding gives this
Rhyming man surprising visit's from the peeps
In line to get it the rap DiCaprio of rapid
Flow and rapping slow
You can bask in the afterglow
The classic ask me McEnroe
Hot headed holy mackerel the
Ang Lee of collateral
Damage the music admiral
Of cabbage supernatural

Sippin' a Budweiser on a porch
In a lost forest
And of course she shows up in a
Porsche and I'm like why now
She gets out in a tight blouse
And a jug of Hefeweizen, wow

Ha, you know how we do it every day
Every time I flip a style I
Leave the town in disarray
But this display you try to play
I smack 'em make 'em history
David Beckham when I check 'em bend
It wreck 'em Rachel Ray

Phenomenon one, phenomenon two
Me hit em with the rhyme and
They don't know what to do
The rhythm is designed by
The righteous man Blu
Phenomenon one, phenomenon two

Ug-ug-ug-ug-ug-ug-ug-ug-ug anchor tatted
Anger manage pack my pipe full of my drug
My drug is love the drug of choice I
Drug my voice all through the mud
Now I'm forced to drink the poison
Girls and boys into my thug
You got busted with mollies by federales
I ollie over your folly and
Stay on track like trollies the makaveli
Making calls to Vali and Abu Dahbi
Still ball out like volleys
Spend my days in utter jolly (c'mon Cookbook)
The veteran letterman
Letter depending better jams
The Penn and Teller pentagram on
Pendants on Pantera fans
The big hair 80's metal band with
Mental fans and devil hands
Cannot compare to Cookie's specimens
Penciled so genuine

I'm up in church like the new Lurch
Deucey down to the tube socks so
Sweet that my tooth hurts
And my crew pops up leaps up to new perches
Loaded on the boxes I'm barely

I miss smoking on the rooftop
And falling in love i know it sounds faggy
I used to wear my dickies baggy
Bump bump doobie, and kiss Mexican groupies
Now I'm back in a feathered
Hat where the cheddar at?

Why diddily, diddily, diddily diddily, dee
Rest in peace we used to listen to him speak
CL and Mecca were shocking
Gangsta were jocking
As we drove by in Uno's jeep

All hail El Salvador savior till later days
And the ways all lead to the
Same or relieve the pain
It's a drain that leaves you
The same damn mouth
That packed up and took a plane
Down south like the Spruce Goose

Pedestrians, thespians, lesbians, equestrians
Love the luscious lyrics party harder
Than some Ke$ha fans
Catch a glimpse of fresher, man
Luxurious like Lexus brand
Hold your horses, Texas man
The rap Obama, "Yes, we can"