Grand Prize

We got the grand prize 

Hey. Shows over house lights on 
Credits rollin as i drop the bomb 
Live from the cube in los Angeles I did my duty to deliver to you tireless yes 
Spit on-demand call me pay-per-spew 
They payin per listen Hear my paper? Listen 
Showroom shine grand prize glisten 
Wisdom on the track with these savage adages 

Ya, no longer must I forage for porridge 
I've got a forest full of cabbage and I've got more in storage
Raps aged to perfection amply nasty 
Unsurpassed cast of two do it new 
True: it ain't music of the Usual perusal 
Bring it with impunity we make no refusal 
To rock it till we take it to the boiling point with another funky joint 

So tune in next time ladies and gents 
Cuz I'll be giving you the moon for 99 cents 
I ain't caterin to haters campin by the fence nah 
The only time to beat is my personal best 
And this right here is a driven individual 
Raps Ken Jennings, pursuing nothing trivial 
Uh huhand you already know so let your head nod throughout the outro 

As the curtains close and its time to go 
Wildebeest almost tout like a manifesto 
So Lets make a toast to all the friends and fam and all the folks involved since we started to jam 
And to a world full of people who telling you what you can and can't do better recognize 
Salty eyes ain't a thing cuz we recognize 
That when we doing what we love thats the grand prize