Dumbfoundead - Duke Westlake Cypher lyrics

Yo, Duke Westlake Cypher here we go

Yo, Duke be making beats that
Blow fuses out of jukeboxes
Been making music since Goof
Troops and juice boxes it's naked music
Cause none of y'all got nothing on us
We'll never be neck to neck
I'm a fucking brontosaurus
It's Knocksteady, we headed up to the top
'Til we pop Ciroc bottles
With the homie Barack, huh
Loading up shots like a 9-millimeter
My chick hotter than a coffee
Shop down in Kenya
I been rocking since crawling
Inside a sandbox
Rolling up the shamrock like I'm from Jamrock
My grandpops' grandpops was getting mad props
Keep counting sheep
I'll turn your sheep into lamb chops
Don't sleep an insomniac with
His coffee black
I'm running over you copycats with my Pontiac
I'm body bagging 'em, toe tagging 'em
Drop dead
Cooking classics in the lab, I'm a pothead
Mix a little David Choe and some De La Soul
And you get motherfucking Dumbfoundead
There ya go
Black liver, green lungs, and a heart of gold
The longest interview you'll ever
See on Charlie Rose
All you younger kids won't
Understand that reference
Cause all you know is Miley
Cyrus and Zac Efron
That's the truth, and I'll tell ya
With no hesitation got love for the youth
But I hate your generation
Yeah, I said it one take, no edit's
Got a flow fetish
Make it look oh-so effortless
DFD, I hope you know who you're messing with
Why you hating so much when
Your girl's so affectionate?
My stock rising at an exponential speed
From residential streets to
The Presidential Suite
Yeah, now that my record is released
Go and buy that motherfucker so I
Can get me some weed yeah

Duke Westlake Cypher
I'm gonna call out Palmer Squares
Get your bars up peace!