Banana Clipper

I move with the elegance of an African elephant

I presented the evidence eloquent as the President

Evident is the emphasis I deserve me a championship

But before I banana clip I'ma chill so my man can rip

Little man against Hellion with the heart of an orphan

I got the words of a murderer and an eye for distortion

You take a slice of my portion I'll take a piece of your profit

I drive at illegal speeds to keep an O.Z in my pocket

We run the jewels in your town, a quarter pound on my person

I'm known for pounding the stage, I'm talking burning and cursing

Producer gave me a beat said it's the beat of the year

I said "El-P didn't do it so get the fuck outta here!"

You wanna hang, bring your throat I got stools and a rope

I'm a slang pope, haranguing the land with a man's flow

A new addition to the art of the old code

That's fully retarded and put a part in your bold dome

Ay El

We the villains, we antagonist bad guys

Mercy me, merciless me putting pain in they sad eyes

It's time for Skywalker talk cause meet the true Darth Vader

I hit your mom in '03 but a G ain't ate her

So baby boy you should tighten up and show some respect

Before I Melvin on you Jody put my arm on your neck

Or worse yet be the reason your girl want a divorce

Be at her crib with your kids saying "fuck your fort

Lil' nigga!"

The style is radiation leak at Mile Island

Also known as Chernobyl talk, listen for the sirens

For the green I'm a hoarder you're the poor distorter

Sorta morbid sonnin' these fuckin' whoredome explorers, I'm bored

Enough of your bummy shit, it's numb to the core sure

You suck a good dick for the fame and couldn't resist getting played

I fuck like I'm headed to war, I'm really not playing no games

But tag me goddamn it I'll kill the carrier mentions my name

Hey, I'm a soldier of fortune, a mercenary on beat

I'm merciless, I'll torture emcees tie up both of they feet

If they refuse to run the jewels we beat the bottoms of feet

I'm talking grip pliers guys, to the top of your teeth

Hey me and Jaime killed the competition top of the heap

Is where we stayin when they corpses resting under our feet

I sent they mom a little cash and a sympathy letter

Told her she raised a bunch a fuck boys

Next time do better

Bitch

We the old Atlanta, new Atlanta, future of the city

Daddy Fat Saxx don't give a damn cause can't nann new niggas get with me

Now it's true, niggas are simply simple minded simple Simons

Being dumbed down by the local radio stations by designin'

But what I be rhyming, no payola is required

My bank account obese as fuck while yours sits on a diet

Nigga your lease is up, you're fired

Quiet, that's how the boss talk

Retain ownership on everything, every car bought

And paid for, no neighbors cause I'm sitting on acres

Went to Vegas, jumped the broom cause I wasn't trippin' on papers

Or no prenuptual agreement for mama

If we broke up and she took half I'd still be sitting on commas

Eight figures nigga