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Catfish
M.W.A. Ghetto Cowboy,
Brian

Yeah, never had to away from anybody
Always been about it from the
Yeah, never been a hater, never a fuck about a hater
been a punk
Yeah, an innovator, fuck an imitator
Drop another hot son
Take 'em back to my park
Baby D and the Kings of Crunk
Rest in Peace Plyaz, Speakerfoxxx, and Lenny's Bar
Rest in Peace, Zoo, you ain't but to me you are
Dixie Mafia bitch, still waving that flag, I'm
New South in everything I drop, whether I or rap, ask Dax
Suit up, you gonna a haz-mat
Leaving these fuckers up
Like a in a backpack
hang up the Ku Klux and I ain't got to act black
I'll crack a cracker like I a plastic bag of Cracker Jacks
Pull up your bra, quit spilling guts
You cork your bo-ttle
You feeling yourself, like off to my-tunes
You to bet, I'll make a splash like pot-holes
After it rains, with your just like a snot nose
You'll be running, to escape what's coming
But the exit's blocked, fucked, oh to be a woman
only one Michael Wayne, there's only one Klever
As for the other white boy from (Pst), whatever
You're welcome, now take that petty diss and run it
Fuck around and surround you like circumferences
You build a house of hate what I have brung to this
Game, I'll that place your home
Like the of Mumford did
Lame, I'm all the way up, woke,
You you flame, you all the way suck, choke, burnt
I'm on fire like holiday nuts, holding firm
You the go, I'm all the way buck, you'll learn
Hop in the bitch, Hip-Hop is snoozing
You could use an Uber, like a pupil
I'm a teacher, reach ya for the ruler, I'ma bruise your ego
Abuse and move the hall, against the wall stupid
the man? Who's the tutor?
Letters flying 'til the ghetto
The police are now, "Who's the shooter?"
Here I go, with a 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 in a shit cyclone
Never let bygones be
Rather say, "See ya later, adios", bitch
obese is just bygone
Never thought the that I loved would be this sleazy
His videos all look alike, no wonder they see me
Is this the guy that said he was the white boy
Since the one with dyed blonde hair? the fuck
Hold up,
I can't let this Tom lookin' motherfucker just paddle by
Don't know if I'm Vanilla Ice or Vanilla Sky
Marshall Mathers may ignored you
But if you want the smoke, the foil
I'll you till the kettle's dry
Have a day suave
I'm a breed, I'm a wolf, OK?
Got so many I could be a wardrobe boy
So little boy flows some O.J. poured in the
your buttermilk pancakes
Mama's little helper, little bae
Put the bae bae in my Chevrolet
Brought the spray and a banana for AKs
holler, "Mayday, mayday"
Then take it to the bank, it's payday
Oh, you a Well, take the ball and
Let me here kick that shit
The nerve of the shit they say, I'm amazed
And whiskey sucks, fuckin' one sip
I to go straight back to AA
Who I would diss Post Malone but he don't even rap
Fuck it, Post Malone, just because
see if he answers back
All that stitching from chill bill
And the boots and hats
Damn Posty, why we be friends?
Our already match
Poser, biter, appropriation
a fuck how many records you sold
Every fan you made is a leaf off of my
Boy you're my seed, another in the gang
the teeth I see
I just picked a bone with Malone
And did it all on a beat
through the middle up
Crossover on 'em I'm in the NBA
Look I really give a fuck
Tell me what do I gotta anyway
mobbin' in the pickup
Throw a middle out the window when I wave
Trunk Muzik III bruh, you gon' know how I about MGK
Beethoven is rolling over in his
Cause I'm a conductor
With the energy, electrical wave
Prodigy of an anomaly,
Bumping daily something crazy, save me
Nothing made me baby
No playing, fuck you pay me

Trunk III