Behold y'all, the vats of urine Drink up bitches, our liquid gold Err, you respect yourself First, you wreck yourself, hey man, you a rhyme Yes it is for I am a rap God from beyond the
Everybody talkin' pistols, gats is borin' He came with a new topic to flip you, of urine All pro, the stats, his style scorin' While you at it, double check that Cristal you're
Born of the pleads that a P in geniuses don't see it, since they don't got these Conveniences, thank God not a ho In the studio when you gotta go, you go
Before you flow, make sure you practice or you You don't wanna and let the cactus get to oozin' If any splash, he's disqualified Even if one drip should down the bottle side
Put a bum in a better pickle show, how far would you go to get a nickel? Let a buck Listen by the window, you can him moanin', yuck
Remember, tomorrow is day It's not the of stuff you want to save and harbor away Once it ripened and fermented It takes on a bouquet I should say is naturally scented
Tempted by a empty can of Or waitin' until we get there, say two or minutes Yeah, when fresh, it's sterile Some say digestible, edible
If you was stranded out to sea, alone and in Survive dehydration, your own cup full Some day you may show your son How to use it to make nitrate for gunpowder
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like a rap God He's like a big log you find in your toilet Fo' real, bow down and suck his
And I am about to it all up in here, stand by for kickin' I am the kicker er, not you, you elsewhere sucks man, I'm bored, me too