nature, to bring the (yeah) to the English language With this ink, you get wrote on like a piece of paper This rap shit got me place to place, you barely leave your 'Cause you're always stuck at your pad, stationary Yeah, that's why I brainstorm, gotta write it out Simon Cowell's rhymin' foul, why you sound so shook Why bound notebook got tied around your throat it your mouth, go "HRUHHH"
what it's like when the mic is out 'Cause I'm at your fleshful dead 'Til your and neck are split With lyrics, weapons expert with Like hair extensions, extra And you're scared to death of it Bitch, you're starin' at a legend In a pair of Sketchers, ripped And hoodie black, be strapped to a chair or stretcher Electric, on every record, bitch Finger so high in the air, I bet your flip a barometric pressure switch Carin' less who I offend this I'm at your like Pez dispense
Go 'head, your flow, bitch...
I'm at throat like chloraseptic, 'septic
And you got strep, I'm too complex with, with
This shit I wrote is on some shit, next shit I'm at throat, I'm feelin' reckless, reckless, yeah
And take a hundred of you, hundred of you All at once like I had nothin' to lose, can I do?
My appetite for destruction is loose, is loose And all at once to have somethin' to chew, somethin' to chew to chew
Yeah, uh And still conjoined at the hip hop Still on and poignant as Floyd is And it's and still no filter, boy put you in your place (yeah) like a realtor, boy You ain't in the buldin', boy I will shit, even as I build it Get the drill bit, pen is filled with Which is the source, easy to still it Like what? Like a thin joint, it What? on Quilted Northern And In a built-in toilet Yeah, bitch I you I'm a dog (woof, woof)
I heal with ointment Way I'm kickin' these tails Should write a storybook (yeah) Million in my head, but still get a little bit of thrill And some enjoyment Off what? Off the feel of in Like? your bitch when she gives me brain Like she thinks I'm
Grabs the crown of my dick and blows me to kingdom 'Til I anointed
She makes noises
When she's with me, must be from the Windy Pretty apparent, she's a M.I.L.F. when me
like Kandor and two, rippin' the condom in two, woo! Dick is a bargain or two, now I'm blue like Kolonopins you? I go there, you wouldn't? Well, I still have a few views, and on you
not YouTube, 'cause...
I'm at throat like chloraseptic, 'septic And you got strep, I'm too with, 'plex with This shit I wrote is on some next shit, shit I'm at throat, I'm feelin' reckless, reckless, yeah
You're a That has been the since back when You went and threw your hat in the race been trash Stick your raps in the bin Or end up in my next You're a fuckboy, so next It's be heads flyin' like Dez Bryant With a TEC-9 Rex Ryan, yeah!
Now me set it like correct time All you get is sloppy seconds like a time I clock rejects the next line Talkin' reckless, is just my suit, but you can get my Columbian tie Prostitute climb in the Humvee and lets ride Why you hitching at I put an end to your (sex crime) aside, insidious vibe Girl, you you got the prettiest eyes But all you're getting is Ending your to try to get you inside Then we gon' end up the night And I'm skinning your like an Indian tribe
What kind of nut drives a Budweiser a slut, tries to surprise her, cuffs, ties her
Up, binds up, cuts, slices her But the muff diver must just like it Fuck in her vagina, blood
up, under thighs, ugh, like a gyser, uh Music, Enthusi', of roofie Goal is to get a floozie the jacuzzi
And have a loosie, goosey as is with an Uzi
But I am to rap what jeans mean to Bruce Springsteen Glued me be, I'm truTV, too PG I'm D, you're spoony, G
No diss there, just notice there are no similarities that we the fact we breathe air Happily married, to rap and I'm that we buried The and patched it up Now I'm back to up my attack And I'm at your throat like...
Chloraseptic, And you got strep, I'm too complex with, with This shit I is on some next shit, next shit I'm at throat, I'm feelin' reckless, reckless, yeah
And I'll a hundred of you, hundred of you All at once like I had to lose, what can I do? My appetite for destruction is loose, destruction is And all at once just to somethin' to chew, somethin' to chew to chew