| These days, a lot a cats is outta line
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| Seems to me, like they need to get punched
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| Yeah, but where you gonna punch em?
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| Yo, the choice is obvious
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| I’ll punch you in the jeans
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| I’ll punch you in the jeans
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| This is not a case of man vs machine
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| You think that you’re safe, thought you got away clean?
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| I’ll roll up on you smooth and punch you in the jeans
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| I got my fists clenched, gonna throw a haymaka
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| Rockin your slacks from here to jaimaica
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| Shake in your boots, cuz I’m the earthquaka
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| Bringin those jeans round here was a mistaka
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| I gotta vendetta, it’s against your jeans (yeah)
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| Gonna put my knuckles up against the seams
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| They can be on your legs or on the clothesline
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| But when I see the zipper and cloth, it’s go time!
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| And I’m zeroed in, I got the tunnel vision
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| Gonna cover you in shit like a ton of pigeons
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| Man I hate your jeans, I’m gonna bruise that denim
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| It really doesn’t matter as long as you’re in em'
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| Yo we’ll punch your jeans, we’ve said it before
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| Best believe this is not a metaphor
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| Better watch your back, cuz we’re on the creep
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| And we won’t stop till your jeans are six feet deep!
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| Man I’ll murder your jeans, I’ll feed em to the fishes
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| Heres what I’d do, if I had three wishes
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| Punch your jeans, on all three counts
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| It would bring me satisfaction in large amounts
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| If I had three wishes I would do the same
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| We see eye to eye in this jean punch game
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| I’d lay em in a field, where there’s chemical sprayin
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| But I’d punch em first, yo that goes without sayin (yeah)
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| Acid wash pleats or a nifty cuff
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| It’s just another jean for my fist to stuff
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| Throwin fistacuffs, eat pants like bag lunches
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| Jeans pronounced dead
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| Cause of death?
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| Hecka punches!
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| Yo we’ll punch your jeans, we’ve said it before
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| Best believe this is not a metaphor
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| You got somethin to say, we got the proper retorts
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| Beat your jeans so bad that they’ll wish they were shorts
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| Gonna revise your Levi’s with physical harm
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| Put divets in the rivets with my physical arm
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| Gonna beat those jeans, gonna dip em in slime
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| Turn your 501s into 499s
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| When I punch a jean I like to imagine a face
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| The fly is the nose and the balls are the base of the face
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| You got taste and it shows my man
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| God damn your jean brand got me throwin my hands
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| Gonna go back in time, find the man who made jeans
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| And choke him to death, if you know what I mean
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| Yo I know what you mean, so keep your jeans on a hush
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| Breakout, before you get bumrushed
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| Yo we’ll punch your jeans, we’ve said it before
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| Best believe this is not a metaphor
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| So take off your jeans, and reverse the curse
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| Cuz we the best jean punchers in the universe
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| (It really doesn’t matter as long as you’re in em') |