Catfish M.W.A. Cowboy, motherfucker Brian
Yeah, never had to walk away anybody Always about it from the jump Yeah, never been a hater, never a fuck about a hater Never been a Yeah, an innovator, fuck an imitator Drop hot potato son 'em back to feed my park With D and the Kings of Crunk Rest in Peace Grip Plyaz, Speakerfoxxx, and Bar in Peace, Zoo, you ain't dead but to me you are Still Dixie bitch, still waving that flag, I'm New South in I drop, whether I sing or rap, ask Dax Suit up, you need a haz-mat Leaving these chewed up a muskrat in a backpack I'll hang up the Ku Klux and I got to act black I'll a cracker like I crack a plastic bag of Cracker Jacks Pull up your bra, quit spilling guts You cork your bo-ttle You feeling yourself, like jerking off to You willing to bet, I'll a splash like pot-holes After it rains, with name just like a snot nose You'll be running, trying to escape what's But the blocked, you're fucked, oh to be a woman There's only one Michael Wayne, there's only one As for the other white boy from (Pst), whatever You're welcome, now take that diss and run with it Fuck around and I'll surround you like You build a house of hate what I have brung to this Game, I'll make that place your Like the of Mumford did Lame, I'm all the way up, woke, You you flame, you all the way suck, choke, burnt Bitch I'm on fire like holiday nuts, firm You the go, I'm all the way buck, you'll learn Hop in the backseat bitch, is snoozing You could use an Uber, like a student I'm a teacher, ya hand for the ruler, I'ma bruise your ego Abuse and onto the hall, against the wall stupid Who's the man? the tutor? Letters flying 'til the ghetto The are saying now, "Who's the shooter?" Here I go, a trenchcoat and a black rifle Ten down up like a light pole Middle finger up like a Black Rhino's I was born for the storm, I'm at home in a cyclone Never let bygones be Rather say, "See ya later, adios", bitch Rapping obese is bygone Never the culture that I loved would be this sleazy His videos all look alike, no they can't see me Is this the guy that he was the hottest white boy the one with dyed blonde hair? What the fuck Hold up, I can't let this Tom Cruise lookin' just paddle by know if I'm watching Vanilla Ice or Vanilla Sky Marshall may have ignored you But if you want the smoke, the foil I'll boil you the kettle's dry Have a day suave I'm a breed, I'm a wolf, OK? Got so many styles I be a wardrobe boy So little boy flows some O.J. poured in the With your pancakes little helper, Daddy's little bae Put the bae bae in my Chevrolet Brought the pepper spray and a for AKs holler, "Mayday, mayday" Then take it to the bank, another payday Oh, you a baller? Well, the ball and Let me here kick shit Pelé The nerve of the shit they say, I'm permanently And whiskey sucks, fuckin' one sip I wanted to go straight to AA Who else? I would diss Malone but he don't even rap Fuck it, fuck Malone, just because Let's see if he answers All that chain stitching chill bill And the boots and hats Posty, why can't we be friends? Our clothes already Poser, biter, appropriation a fuck how many records you sold Every fan you is a leaf off of my tree Boy you're my seed, another mullet in the the teeth I see I just picked a bone with Post And did it all on a B-side through the middle up Crossover on 'em I'm in the NBA Look I don't really a fuck Tell me do I gotta lose anyway Still mobbin' in the Throw a middle out the window when I wave Trunk Muzik III bruh, you know how I feel about MGK Beethoven is rolling in his grave I'm a conductor anaconda With the energy, electrical wave of an anomaly, Shady Bumping daily something crazy, save me Nothing made me something No one's playing, you pay me
Trunk III