See I always been a dusty n*gga
From the ash on my elbows enough to spark a trigger
I been spitting mustier flows
Than perspiring underarms at these underground shows
Don't nobody know the extent
Of these n*ggerish chapped lips
An the lyrical minstrel backflips
I kick to reach the goal
I'm the spic Nat King Cole
Smothered in charcoal burnt so the ash is present
You get the message
I always been a dusty n*gga
See I came from the ash like a phoenix
The road I always took was the scenic
Full mad pot holes crustier than my soles
Dusty as my soul
See I don't fold like these origami n*ggas
Quick to pull a foe by his toes get em tagged up
Pussy n*gga get em ragged up
With the trash raps get bagged up
I eat them weak punches thats a bad lunch
No Carmax or Blistex just volcanic ash now thats tuff
This shit in my DNA like I keep pants cuffed
At heart still a skate rat kept them pants cuffed