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Originally Posted by Sea_of_Roses
Infamous brown you're through
I got turds more infamously brown than U
Its true, I signed wit a cemetery
send'em MC's wit lyrical dysentery
guess you're my next check
disrespect & get decked
wrecked and left pecked
on the edge of a wet ledge, to fall on a net dredged
wit powder from big Guns
light a match, watch you blow up into big dungs
son, you messed with the wrong one
verbal hexes remain after the songs done
so make ya last wish N whisper it quick
cuz Im that malignant form of lyrical sick
deliver'n swift and precisely
go ahead, try to spit something dat excites me
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yo sweetie whatchu eating/
if you think your dookie/can out do me?/
you must be droppin nasty poops/then be shruggin like 'who me?'
oooooooh wee/
keep that belly gripin/but do it somewhere else/
take your lyrics with you/cuz something really smells/
you signed with a cemetary/cuz your lyrics are lacking life/
why don't you take yourself home/and practice being a good desi wife?/
this is a big dog's game/and you're kinda poodelicious/
go listen to bey/and start singin bootylicious/
or if that ain't your thing/i guess you could always do the dishes/
the only dysentery here/is your verbal diahrrea/
step your game up ma/come wih fire when you re-up/
excite you ma? ha i know i got you feenin/
every verse that i drop/i know you're busy steady dreaming/
times up tho/
get your ass back to cleanin!