funny how things always happen at once...word up - I gotta catch this bus. Track Name: Stolen Kicks featuring PH It's the kid with the Megatron-grill about to blast. Socks without the frames like Optimus Prime without the mask - just don't look right - and you're a bad accident out the passanger side window, so don't look right. Alpha Flight stencils all outside of your workplace so you're always thinking 'bout us when you're out on your smoke break. 'New-movement rappers'- we kill 'em in piles. We're simply better than your homeboys, you're still in denial - face it. I'm obligated to leave the stage obliterated spittin' this verbatim a way to get you broad titilated. Pick up a Bic and scribble riddles so the critics praise it. Flick a fader to rip a crater where your fitted had laid at. Get real - shorty said I got sex appeal? Well 'bah-chicka-wah-wah' I bet the betty's sweats'll peel. Moral of the story: I don't have to flex the steel, but still put heat to chests so you learn how a pearl necklace feels. (Get 'em Socks) No doubt, you know we got skills while these midgets ain't equipped to rep the Lollipop Guild. Yo Bix, they're over wih. I keep it moving like stolen kicks, strolling through the frozen snowin' Canada's cold as a bitch. PH aka Facepuncher P, fresher than red-snapper straight out the fuckin' sea. Crispy as a Benji out Diddy's pocket, when I'm on stage ain't