I'm Alright

[Hook: Hoss Bowman] Who got names in their mouth? I know that they be talking shit I’m trying to light Who got the lighter? Who pocketed it? You ain’t gotta ask the question Who be rocking in there? And who hell don't talk when the gossiper there? Who got names in their mouth? I know that they be talking shit I’m trying to light Who got the lighter? Who pocketed it? You ain’t gotta ask the question Who be rocking in there? And who hell don't talk when the gossiper there? [Verse 1: Hoss Bowman] Hey who was that there? Who was that back then? I'm bringing the juice Who's bringing gin? My medicine Who's gone knock to let us in? Who's been smoking lettuce? I smell it and I didn't get a hit Better get several hits Pleasure not to be meddled with Picking petals Ever since whoever ended it If you a TV Ima need me a premium membership Tell me he who is better than me at tedious penmanship I get greedy like elephant Was gluttonous like a rhino Cutting right through the line up Do something for my survival Saying bye though i just smile And wave like tidal Always blowing like Chicago Put your plane into a spiral Mayday like 2 months before august Talking shit about me But I'm alright Kenny Loggins I'm a punk I pull the pistol Like I'm fucking Johnny Rotten Everyday I'm doing dunks Like I'm fucking Dennis Rodman [Hook: Hoss Bowman] Who got names in their mouth I know that they be talking shit I’m trying to light Who got the lighter? Who pocketed it? You ain’t gotta ask the question Who be rocking in there And who hell don't talk when the gossiper there [Verse 2: Hoss Bowman] Rocket-powered rocking chair Blasting out the condo 905 but at the time Was blasted in Toronto Got to the bottom of the bottle Smash the glass Sound like staccato GTA no grand theft auto Who be keeping it full throttle? Just me and the top don dadas Mother fucker might go loon for a dollar I bet you hating I'm so decorated You would have thought i had got honors I might only know 10 who keep it one hunnid I might know 20 I know who doubt me And bitch if I run into the money I count it Purpose is to run circles around it Who was saying that and who told you that one Smoking that motherfucking mid like Malcolm That's who and how and I'm where you found me So what the fuck you gonna do about it? [Intro: LTtheMonk] Yeah What you gone do? [Verse 3: LTtheMonk] Birth, death and metaxis Like birth, death and my taxes It's certain with this rap shit I spin on a meta axis I access a higher plane I'm Plato applying pain Divinely inhumane Define me as hue A Original man with this brown skin Godly some do say Sean with the Black excellence Sip Ciroc, sip D'Usse Puff, Hov and the new age LTtheMonk that's all day Jiggy, Jigga and Cool J Mama said let them fools play You stay low Then knock out 1 EP then rock out With 2 tapes and 3 albums Kinks, Drinks What it's all about What it's all about What it's all about With Kinks, Drinks & Hip-Hop Mange Tout No doubt