Hahaha, perro no, Baraderes
Se quieres chupando y mascando y mascando y chupando
{?} chicos
Try your luck step right on up
Treat the mic like a lollipop your rhyming sucks
I’m a king blessings mics with a midas touch
No mile high club, I don’t give a flying f#ck
You know I’m what’s up
Ain’t the type to bluff
Y’all roll with more hoes than a fire truck
Every word I say got you all riled up
And like that, another one bites the dust
No need to boast, you know homie is dope
But as for you, well, I don’t know what’s floating your boat
It’s a pretty cold world you should throw on a coat
I’m tying noose after noose, I could show you the ropes
And just laugh as your livelihood hangs in the balance
I’m not afraid of a challenge, witness the rage of my talent
We taking over right now, mark the date on your calendars
I be snatching your crown after invading your palace
Second to none, you know Cheddar’s the one
Who through and through is due to do it like it’s never been done
Long as there’s breath in my lungs I’ma rep where I’m from
Devils stay represented in Connecticut scum
Raised in Suburbia but was bred in the slums
Can’t beat me in a battle so they threaten with guns
Motherf#ck around me, talking reckless is dumb
And truth hurts but face facts I’m what you’ll never become
I’m a scumbag
Embrace it complacently
Blessed like I made it sneeze so check out my record, rape the scene
Pray for your faith, waited shaking with aching knees
Still no escaping me, blazing anger’s my flavor B (Raw)
Fake? Naw, you listening wrong
Disfigure a corpse at the morgue, just sh#t on the john
Don’t snatch from your pocket, fist to your jaw
Bob and weave like ghetto hoes putting lips to my shlong (Woo)
Watch competition dip past me
Ironic, I took my sweet #ss time to get this nasty
Under your skin like thick acne
When asked, your b#tch say I’ll never give you up, that’s Rick Astley
West to East, eject the weak
They call me Sasquatch, hoe check the feet
Nitebreed make pansies scram
Wack cats don’t belong in rap like diabetics in Candyland (Man he’s ham)
Fancy Muslim lingo
Need some dope rappers on your track I could bring those
Slicker than most delivering a bit of sin to this earth
People still shivering from bitter winds
Bury ’em with the force of appalled burying
Gifted with the squad but alone it’s like God carries ’em
Get the competent tracks, ain’t rocking a vat
It’s a sign of hate like a swastika tat on a bald Aryan
I’m not a shawty popper I’m a body chopper
It’s {Dax to Menace?}, to scalp a willed and psychotic doctor
I spit it straight to the point, I don’t insinuate
If you can’t relate then you can eat a syphilis dick with AIDS
My clique’s insane, they’re quick to split your face
A dark force, you got a short force like midget rape
If I ain’t bringing pain, leaving every victim slain
Then I’m making b#tches p#ssies queef and their t#tt#es shake
Stick my dick in anything, no shame up in my game
Working out fat b#tches like a Richard Simmons tape
I’m getting paper cuts, I’ll spit ill control the seeds
You’re just a failure cause you sniff pills and go to sleep
You c#ck suckers are not hustlers
Check the résumé b#tch, more features than Blockbuster
You’re not tough and you are not thugging
I’ll put my foot up in your #ss, now you’re a sock puppet (Sock puppet)
Every bar is berserk demolish you jerks
I’m awkward like when old people fart up in church
Your worthless faculty is full of inactive wack emcees
The only time they’re {talking?} felt, visiting a Catholic priest
You old sorry-ass, breezy-ass rappers
Watered down microwave easy-mac rappers
Powerbomb, jackhammer, leave your back shattered
I leave p#ssies ripped, I bikini wax rappers
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