Best be banishing quick dupe
while I'm brandishing this
tool
I'll be bandaging this fool
like he ravishing Rick Rule
Oh, and best banishing this dude
Breaking, taking, ranting and shit too
Never planning and shit,
boom, now you see me
Black mask, got fast, I got a new TV
A couple of chains,
a couple of G -Stacks
A dildo? What the fuck?
Dawg, keep that,
cause after I snuck in your home
Fuckin' your own,
snuck in the dome
Suckin' my bone,
tuck in your chrome
You fucked with the wrong motherfucker
You was born a herb and grown
up a sucker
Nobody likes you, shit,
even your own motherfucker
Heartbeat, I'll forever hold down
I'm like the sun in the South Pole,
I'll never go down
Not that I'm invincible, shit
I could be Goldberg and get killed
But I'll be a ghost rappin'
through Whoopi Goldberg
Oh, word, you can fuck with me?
Y 'all is done
You the type to kick me in
the balls and run
Pussy, shit, I'll rip this to shreds
You like the narrator only talkin' shit
And your hands are cold,
snack food is after you
Oh, shit food is slapping you
Oh, fuck you scared to come back to do
Do that again, I do more than rap shit
Yeah, my singles smell like strippers
My 5's smell like Henny
My 10's smell straight like Drizzy
My 20's smell like craps
50's smell like head
Hunters on your neck will smell like death
Half the niggas I know's gonna blow
I don't see the point in rapping with niggas
I don't know I got sexy right here,
my fingers on your throat
Think that you wanna play?
Nope, this bitch gon' choke
Words out, poison can't really rap
But I can really scrap,
don't care where we at
You fuckin' dead like necrophiliacs
Man of broken dreams, smokin' fiends
Free clinics, food stamps to be in ease
We lived it, yeah, I'm the pick of the litter
Your man got stoned for
actin' on both
So just pick up your nigga
With them nights the kids been greasy
When I'm sleepin'
I'm flippin' shanties
Tryna find a titty on TV
Oh! Snack food, is that to you?
Oh!
Shit moving, slapping you
Oh!
Y 'all be scared to come back to me
Do that again, I'm a war cry
Yo, now watch out,
I'm the crazy one when I'm scrapping
Too clever, you never grazed
me once when you capping
Born in the Bronx,
baby pump for it happen
I'm old school dog, in 81 I was rapping
Now I'm 24, do the math,
do a graph crew is ass,
you a trash, you a class,
to the grass is where you lay croupade
off your forehead and hair
but it look like I slapped
a toupee off your session
be the dude who say off
your it's thumbs down
and get hit like the mango
with these drums
BLAM! my niggas can't seem to put these gums
down it's fist to teeth when I say
I'm going for son's crown
so nuff, swole up,
I'm shooting for your jaw
seen your bitch roll up,
scooped her in the car
Dick had her toe up,
poopin' in the drawers
And had her go nuts
like she poopin' for my balls
Some be frontin' and dissin'
Like Sessions said the same shit,
the others is spittin'
I say what I say,
cause I want them to listen
And after I get their attention
I'll say somethin' different,
check the album, bitch
Oh, shit, who did that to you?
Oh, shit, who been slappin' you?
Oh, fuck
You scared to come back to do,
do that to me
and I'll do more than rap to you