Buzzing Away

Yo spit, this is Step Bros
 The same relationship as Opio and Pep Love, I cop hieroglyphics
 I pop when I walk and I break when I hit the ground
 I talk like a rapper, gotta hashtag "hit the pound"
 I hit the pound high and a save a dog
 Bring him home and let him roam in the yard, I got a cat too
 I got a permanent tattoo, of T.A.T.U. riding Tatsu
 Humming, coming at you
 If I had to mix it up in the pot
 I'd rather smoke some pot, then say I forgot
 I voted every fourth since 18 and kept voting
 Really do appeal to other people that I'm quoting
 Some people know me, others on that Rubik's shit
 Trying to match the color, most people can't this shit
 I used to fit the pieces of the puzzle all together
 Now I bring umbrellas for the ever-changing weather
 Wrote this with a feather that was kept in a Fedora
 Put it back after and I never went on tour yet
 One day I'll be a tour vet, and I'm a have a deal too
 And I'm a cop a crib by the beach with a real view
 Melt beach, melt wax
 Weed smelling like Clorox and Ajax
 Melt features, felt peaches
 Rodney Cooper like Smith Grinds and Laid Backs
 Burn a biscuit of dope, burn a specimen
 Step on your throat, step on your regiment
 Cut off the competition, cut a neck
 Cut a vocal, cut a record, cut a check
 Write bomb threats, call (?)
 Call a one-way for the jets
 Step, motherfucker, step
 Champion sound, cut the rim off of the net
 Separate your potato head from your neck
 Celebration bodies thrown off of the deck
 Do Stallone numbers, gangster like Woody cologne covers
 Written in my DNA, my bone structure
 It's forbidden to kill swans, unless you are a Lord
 Like in India, the Noblemen can move cows; I can move swans
 And take them, eat them... mmm, lunch