If this is the first time you're hearing this,
Jus know that I'm serious,
About the mysterious If you're under the assumption,
That you should've won when,
You were outnumbered,
Like over a hundred to one in,
The rumble you punched in,
The face & humbled the skunks stench,
Lost appetite for your lunch quick,
Some shit , can't be un-done kid,
After it's unhinged ,
I'm just rappin' for fun, been,
On a sick one rackin' the gun clip,
Brrrrrrrraaaaappp brraaap !!!!/
I'm way past being drunk it's,
Actually sunk in,
Deep through from the one end,
On down to the other side....we gona' break on through to the other side, break on through...truly,
No mother cried,
More than for her dead son,
Sippin' on red rum,
God forsaken the led comes,
Cuz if they want to raise heads up,
This is the best way to spread love,
Sprayed with a tech slug,
Til all of your on deck is wet up...
It's time....time keeps on ....tickin...keep your head down...and your neck tucked...don't ever lift up your head...
But I said....I said....keep your head up....or you'll be a car tires tred bump....b-b-bump in the road...going bump in the night..something is right...or maybe it aint...maybe the dank...has me high as hay-dee's baby I stank....lately I drank...more than eighty ounces and I'm maybe tanked...
Shaving my face with misbehaving razor blades,
Hairs still staying gray,
Ask my momma, she'll tell you what it was like.....like..Raising Cain...raising cain...
It's amazing aim...higher than I could explain in vain,
My high notes crescendo in the rain,
I've been goin' against the grain, Been thrown directly into the flames,
It's a shame ,knowin their globe religions insane,
But for all intensive purposes...its a plane. ...non- rotating brain...
Floating in space ...
But next time you watch them blowing your cranks,
On the I.S.S. in low orbit , its fake,
Gimmy a break,
Breakin' my Jimmy and yank...thank you for yankin' my shank,
Spank you for gankin' my dank....
Your gonna have to painstakingly walk the plank...
...now...walk it out....get your cloud busters out and break the droubt...while I'm makin' out with faith...faithfully shaking the doubt....bout to break out with my clout so she can take it in her mouth...
Beginning with outs....ending it with in's.....
Now I'm making my exit....taking my breakfast like a suppressed chick , naked and in the place of being up in guts...making love in.. to a lady's muff-in....
Off the cuff pinned....now I'm off to lunch ,then...I'm clocking back , time cards punched in...
And just then....I saw a dove swim....this is what it sounds like ...when doves swim....but birds ain't real....really...really....what then ?!?!?!
FlatNasty
