Thanks 64, let's smoke a bong, race we will, don't get me wrong
Pick your sword, I don't have two, matters not which one to you
Fast you are, and a talent too, "green" to this, and a little new
I must admit, you have a glaze, impressive terror, a two wheeled nave...
Just as you rev up into third, barrel growl, my pipes will burn
Your blood shall boil, with u I toil, serve you up like Lorenzo's oil
launch I will, past your bike, spewing exhaust, a tranquil bout
Catch me in forth, engage the noz
remember g, you're boss hoss
That's okay, I've got a bottle under the seat, engage I will to give defeat,
We cross the line - our tires touch, who won the race, who gives a phuck?
So for now contend with a flattering smile, remember dung stacks in a pile,
Like flies to shit, we will race and rip, just don't expect to defeat my whip!
Remeber here in Tdot, I rule, I walk around with a 10 inch tool
Women swoon, chub stubs drool, some of them act like fools
There is always faster, i must concede, but I make this shit look like a dream
Guns a blazing, I rule the set, say thank you my dear, my manners don't quit
Lure the women, screw a few, some of them bitches know what to do...
Polish and speak into my microphone, pay the tax, I'll ride her home
They wax my whip, I service that punnani clot
I pound that spot, mad skills I drop
I never disrespect or give the ladies lip, I service them until my name they quip
WOLFMAN, WOLFMAN, FIRST NATIONS CLAN, I RULE THIS LAND
TORONTO'S MY WONDERLAND
KING OF MEN - GOD AMONG THE MORTAL
GTA RIDA AND IN THIS ARMY LUEITENANT CORPRAL
So for now I say, goOdbye 64, fare well my friend, I am glad we don't war
If you hear Yosh pipes drawing near...in my rearview you will disappear
Upon my arrival you shall hear, "hide your women and the beer" there is no contest Wolf is here!
* Last updated by: Wolfman on 7/20/2013 @ 3:39 AM *
