[Intro, Vinyl crackle + sax riff] (Yeah… uh… check one, check two…) (You know what time it is…) (Coltrane in the back… IRS in the front…) Let’s get it— Audit the audit! [Hook, Coltrane sample loop + scratches] “Audit the audit… check ya pocket… IRS comin’, can’t stop it…” [Scratches: “Receipts!” / “Tax man!” / “Check it!”] (Yeah, we collectin’ today…) [Verse 1] Yo, I’m the auditor of flows, collectin’ dues like the feds, Spot a hole in ya pocket, see the paper you bled. You depreciate quick, like a whip off the lot, While I’m accrual on the mic, every line I jot. Schedule C when I rhyme, independent with shine, You claim write-offs but can’t deduct a line. I’m tax season stress, stack receipts in a box, You a shoebox rapper, I’m certified with the docs. (Yeah—organize those numbers!) (Send that to accounting!) [Hook, Coltrane sample loop + scratches] “Audit the audit… check ya pocket… IRS comin’, can’t stop it…” [Interlude, Jazz loop + light scratches] (Coltrane riff plays… low sax solo) (Muffled voice: “We takin’ calls from the underground accountants…”) (“Line one, you owe back bars.”) (Ha-ha, word up!) [Verse 2] Yo, Quarterly payments, my cadence stay exact, You late with delivery, that’s a penalty tax. Capital gains every verse, my return is divine, While your statements don’t balance, fraud written in rhyme. Double entry when I pen, debit credit the beat, I’m the ledger of the culture, keep receipts on the street. Tribe spirit in my step, Premo chop when I talk, You get audited in rhyme, watch the auditors walk. (Yeah—double-check that line item!) (Haha, keep it clean…) [Hook, heavier scratches] “Audit the audit… check ya pocket… IRS comin’, can’t stop it…” [Scratches: “Receipts!” / “Tax man!” / “Where the money at?”] (We see you hidin’!) [Verse 3, Diss verse] Yo, You evasive with ya flows, like you hidin’ offshore, But the spotlight on fraud, can’t escape the encore. I’m the 1099 killer, independent enforcer, While you stuck in collections, I’m the rhyme tax collector. Hole in ya pocket, inflation in ya style, Audit reveal, you been frontin’ a while. I seize assets, repossessin’ the track, When the IRS rap, ain’t no dodgin’ the fact. (Yeah—bring that back!) (Seize the masters!) (We repossessing flows now!) [Outro Hook, looped + fade w/ scratches + Coltrane sample] “Audit the audit… check ya pocket… IRS comin’, can’t stop it…” (Yeah… count it up…) (We outta here…) (Keep ya books clean… peace.)
