If I could switch lives with this guy my chick likes/ I wouldn't be alone ,wishin' she'd phone at midnight/ I would've cleaned our home,ya know it's a pigsty/ I would've told the truth, proof of a big lie/ I would've cut you loose, or at least loosened the zip-tie/ my chickens fly, I guess this is why/ every bitch gets hit on by one of these prick guys/ son of a bitch,dumb as a chick might/ pretend to be ,eventually you know that chick's fly/ off the handle and or, the coupe ,that she flew/tossin' me, like boston cream, possum meat stew/ they call me hanibal and I'm full ,otherwise I'd eat you/ I'll treat you,like you wanna be treated/repeat through,all the drama & fights/ I need you,to cause no more drama tonight/ comin' strong with that red eye, hop off a flight/ we either have mozzarella with pasta tonight/ osta la bye,bye baby good evening/ baby I'm leaving ,you're crazy & bleeding/ lady your stealing, my heart,heart heart away/ turning me into a re-tard,tard,tard,..today-- i told you I'd create something,make somethin', outta straight nothin'/ I bake muffins, got alot at steak up in/side of your naked oven & we make love when,we make dumplins, chicken and ribs/ gettin the whip,and drive quick to a bridge/ smash into the cen-ter & flip your shit/ I'm hard to the core when I spit/ dismantling censorship/ I can handle tension kid/ I fly off the handle with every sentence spit/ I'm demented ,twit,relentless prick/ is this the beginning or the endless trend/ tremendous friend,who's always on the endless win/-ing streak, im pourin' ,a torrent of morning glory/unicorn horns in stories/ soon as you are born,you conform 2 uniforms worn, 3 code-eens & 4/Vike-a-dins, in droors/off the hinges of the fridge door/filthy rich,but I'm still piss poor/~~- When I step on the head, of a president dead../I mean residents, that need dead president's.. bread/.. I'm revin' the engine with my legs/ swervin' ,hit da curve-in,in in in the red/preventing the ver-mon,when they spread/we slurpin' the terpin-teen,bicentennial with penny's head/we searchin' for any rem,nants of Kenny's meds/---"CUZ HE..HER..IT,,OR THEM"-she ,sure,hit a gem/ a twee-ker,,with a spin/-ing wheel ,2 sea-ter, missing rims/ im'a peel these 2 pretty twins// Here kitt Kiiittty, kitttyy kins"I THOT-I twot i saw'd,saw alot'a Poody CAT" in my hood be strapped,or you could be clapped/you shouldn't laff,this wood is wrapped/around' n-round til' everyone stood & clapped/if only these ,no good , only good, for a laff/ could dominate the promenade ,it should of collapsed" NOW i'm STANDIN' in da woods, But what good is the past/if my puddin' is smashed /how ,should i react/Couldn't re-tract statements of a criminal nature,/scrape-in' chrome day-tins ,on the ankels, of a waitress/got her number & name w/,no delay/all da homies they say "O'DELAY"!,they all say, owe-da~lay/hold the macaroni & cheese,coleslaw plate/ til your whole jaw breaks/~- wait~so long.."LATE!"
FlatNasty
