Now come here and let me give you a tongue kiss on your hot pocket
Me and Mike will go Hype and do a dance on your windpipes Put your fucking jazz hands back in your and get them shits sliced Caught the ghost when I was yay high, so I stay way high Do not worry about my habits, without sin I'd probably hate
This is dope as hard white you stuff in a crack pipe A hit of this, a kid Tourrets will chill out and act right I'm fat but I dress nice and finesse Mike They suck the and squeeze on my belly like bagpipes
I and I suck clits, I fuck in my church shoes guy in the room and I am in the room too (Get it?) I'll you over on the roof while whistling Audio Two They say that once a go Brooklyn no more soft dick will do
I'm so and Eric B Bitches out my melody I might Slick Rick on a (Foul), catch me a felony Ay, I might Shyne Po a ho, pow! me a case Producto must have rolled this L because this feel laced
I must say you do stunning I mean, you're the kind of girl I can really see myself artificially Oh I'm sorry, I'm a little aggressive, right? Can we start from the beginning? My name is Rockwell, right? And I love to make love to your booty Bad boy
This is alone die alone, so my dialogue's dastardly Life's a tragedy operating at max capacity This is porno for piraters, to the crooks it is I am foreign to soft talk, you can tell it from my accent
is arrogant fat black, it is what it is This that with dick, bitch, not a fuck do I give I'm no respecter of person, I'm no respecter of I catch the prince of England slipping, he run me the jewels I could wake up brain dead tomorrow and my soliloquy will be The illest there ever be, 'cause I be you'll never be My pugnacious rhyme patterns prove in my pedigree And dogs fight to the death, you say you better, you be
Not one given, El-P's chillin' Raised in a shack in the back of the by the wolves in the woods To on the men who elected themselves my killers Mike's a villain, Hooks chillin' We don't a need to know your feelings We don't believe in the same shit anyway, Run the Jewels is not for your
How you feeling now sweetheart? A little more it's that half a molly I put in your Mountain Dew Yeah, works a charm Just chill out for a second, relax, relax, I got it under I got you a glass of Beefeater, I got a new deck of Uno cards Oh yeah baby, the night's getting started Okay, how I come over tonight and pick you up in my brand new Segway We can go over to Long John Silver's, get a platter You can take me home and massage me butter all on my neck I you