Ludacris
Throw It in the Trash
[Verse 1: Canibus]
Underneath the full Moon he took half a shroom
Woke up quarter after 12 the next afternoon
Went straight to key pad zoom grabbed the next tomb
This is my world, you Mel Gibson looking for fuel
He joined a group in the room through zoom
He was apparently preparing a pot of moose head soup
It was gross, he lost at least half the room
So I pumped up the volume as he continued
He said they exhumed the body, recovered the Infinity Stone
But came to find out it was a duplicate copy
Damn that sucks to be you, poppy, I’m not the illest
I don’t take it personal even though it hurts my feelings
They call me Captain Double Action
I practice from Nebraska to Alaska, JTF fast company extraction
A troubled nomad with cold steel romance
Let’s dance outdoors near this rusty old ranch
The crusty old man with pus scabs all over his hands
Your weapons jam he gon' bust your ass
Aiyo, I used to sell those champ for charley horse elbow cramps
The company folded then got revamped
I got the same hardware Captain Nemo used
Upgraded with super sonic torpedo tubes
I got a backup supply line that starts with rhymes
The countdown coincides with the bounce down, it’s time
High spec, low tech or low spec, high tech
Mix it up n***a, it’s something they won’t expect
Scorched Earth torch work start with your front porch first
I hope both your grandparents at work
I’m that pit bull terrier chewing on your blood brain barrier
Nothing in the world could be scarier
Immunostimulation, what are the implications?
Who cares? We going on vacation