Figaro Freestyle

What'cha 'bout watch is a brotha on a musical

Figaro, figaro, before you let that pickle blow

So you know, the kid MC dat flow like funky macaroni

Funny enough for a lawyer to say "alimony"

Crappy rhymes written at lunchtime, fo' all da phonies

'tween 9 n' 5, I can divide, in-between the matrimony

When crunchin' time, I write verses for father time, Once Upon a Time

Two masters of pride, die bullets dat shine

As we spy, mama wailin' over the son dat just died

Tv suits makin' drama shows over lies n' pizzazz

What I rap maybe sharp but f it's jazz

It's the reason I'm makin' tracks 'bout men out da trap

While I hide my past wit a flask, not to get blasted

By little crazy poppas wit a few too loose

Rappin' in the coup, many call me the new doc Seuss

Get showed on FOX News, wanted crook off juice

Here I go, ramblin' 'bout the loot dat I took

Stealin' 10 bucks, made dem bucks grab an ole noose

All they see is a big, black moose, ready to shoot

Every sample, chopped & looped, like Paul 80's soul

Makin' it grimy or slimy , like it came from a hole

SC or DC, All pipes lead to gold

I'ma bear trap waitin' fo' brotha to fold

So obvious, air gets trapped under the smoke

Cross eyes on cross streets, done wit one pole

With raps so classy like a internet troll

I'm stabbin' ya in da back when get da money & hoe

Hopin' on the next flight, to see ya ride Kenny Row

Police only have the name, Mr. John Doe

So black I hide between doors near stack Gucci shows

Closin' acts detached, ends til the gat relapsed

Back in the times, young brothas kill for a dime n' flat

Either dealin' or stealin, many wanna sip wine in a cat

Poor Romeo & Juliet, layin' wit no cash in the black

Tommy knows or Joey flows, neither game lack those

Rappin' alone is like a volcano spittin' straight ash flow

Good, I got beats by a crate diggin' master of old

Makin' plays upon haze to screw a brotha's domino

The type of stories to make ya mama cry "Who dis Gambino"

Reno, Reno, For all that places we know

Rewatchin' every scene in a verse, A Tarantino

Going to the microwave to eat sum Totino's

Makin' cheap memes off the ball cap, no ego

Every new rapper here fo' dead prez, no heros

Every single one is dead wit no sequel

Writing every pact, For giants to know we equal

To Fly high, to sip fuji and lit Jamaican doobies

My momma got me out the movies before gets too grovvy