Baba 70s

Baba 70s - Topaz Jones

Uuh

This grown man talkin'

Don't go tellin your

Momma

Don't go runnin' up

In the house

Like you scared of

A monster

Stick your chin up

Go do some chin ups

You skinny I hope

She finna

Make spinach

For dinner

Under your skin like

A splinter

At night I dream

About living

Above the rim like

A spinner

But chances I make

The league

Is getting slimmer

Than a

Jim or

Eminem or

Kendall jenner

Rival of pepsi

Spread all on her dresser

America

God bless her

I'm like

Sike nah f her

She ain't ride for me

Ever ever ever

My grandmother survived it

Three eras

Now from prospect

Terrace to the top

I tricera'ed

Try me I dare ya

Superbad

Mike cera it's the

Mic terror ooh

I swear to god

These n***as terrycloth

That mean very soft

You look sad try therapy

Or a glass of that

Liquid theraflu

But if I parachute

The kids will parakeet

As a teen figured

All I needed was a

Pair of shoes with a swoosh

Enough to make a

N***a bust his teeth

'til they wiggle loose

But by the time

I got em they was out of style

God got a sense of humor

Learn how to smile

Ahh

Ahh ha

Ohh ohh

Yahh

Ugh this grown man talkin'

Not for the faint of heart

This the ancient

Art of persuasion

The makers mark on occasion

I played the part

I was training for since

Training wheels

Got no platinums

But I'm stainless steel

The layers peeled

And the fruit of my labor

Revealed labelled

And sealed uh

Lot of rats chasing a deal

They would've squealed uh

Top of that

They wanna ask you

How it feeled

To leave the house behind

N***a is you

Out your mind

All the aunt jemima spilling

All that nonchalance

Is chilling

Y'all your pops and

Momma's children

I promise you

I'm feeling like

The cream of the

Crop doesn't top me

It's really getting

Sloppy joe

Somebody stop me

The bomb like saki bro

This nagasaki flow

I'll beat the horse

If the jockeys don't

I could kick it

But that's not the goal

I want control

For the folks counting crows

'til the block gets sold

Man this s**t is bananas

No it's platanos

Was still a seed

When the plot exposed

But I was told

To watch those who

Play blind with eyes closed

I could see it all

Now that I'm grown