When you think of rhyme,
one name comes to mind,
eskimos, blue and pink,
better than you would think,
the moment we hit start you know your ship's gonna sink,
Wobbles up in the game,
this **** won't be the same,
the ladies know me by my **** and the men by my name
Two of a kind, are you blind? Let's catch this **** on tape,
'cause when I feel so inclined, you gotta suffer the ****,
there's no escape.
I rise so ****ing high that I bust through the roof,
just ask the Phoenix for a game and I'll show you the proof.
If you think you can take me, then find your balls and just say it,
'cause there's only one way to know *****, and the way is to play it.
Yeah. It's done.