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作词 : Derrick Johnson
作曲 : Derrick Johnson
Uh, was always smartmouthed and quick-witted
But somethin' was always missin' like six digits
Lucky seven probably poppa
Little b*****s so they picked on him, hassled him
Things changed when I hassled back, so
David hit the pavement with this grapple rap
Snapple fact: you rather wack
While I am poppin' like a snappin' crack
So high you could see like Ta***hass, the opposite of cataracts
Matter fact I am Farmer John milkin' cattle tracks
Action packed nipple squeezin', boy colder than sniffle season
Simple genius, go hard and spit bits of semen
So when the street is split, don't act surprised, agree with it
The Gang of Wolves that creeps in crypts
As deep as Dawson's Creek and shit
I pray they got gills either that or grab some floaties
I know I got skills, why you think I'm posted boastin'
Braggin' tell these ****ers to stop naggin'
Cause them Wolf Gang niggas threw them off the bandwagon like
Uh, was always ****ed up as shit with it
But I didn't cross the line until the bridge hit it, troll
I got you niggas nervous like virgins flirtin' with Uncle Mervin
****ing y'all with no lubricant, go grab the detergent
I preach to demons at your church, now I'm the newest sermon
Wearin' nothin' but they ****ing blast with the matchin' turban
I drive through white suburbans in the black Suburban swervin'
Hittin' curbs and blastin' Erick Sermon drunk off English Bourbon
I'm stealin' purses rapin' nurses I'm a crooked surgeon
And treat the beat like sanitized n**i p***ies, I'm a German
I'm s****tin' while I'm masturbatin' and regurgitatin'
From eating Miley Cyrus salad b***h platter they were servin'
My only purpose is to jerk it cause it has a curve
So b*****s hate to do me like it's convict community service
This my Zombie Circus, you better get a ****ing' ticket
Odd Future Wolf Gang like they're filming Twilight in this shit
I'm back on my sixty six sick shit
Flowin' like the blood out the competition's slit wrists
She lick it up, Dracula, then spit it back, back at ya
She mad as ****, stuck in the back of a black Acura
Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her
Hello Heather yellow feathers now you ain't laughin', huh
B***h you're barely breathing leaving on the back of the boat
While I fill you up with semen from the Wolf Gang team and
Flowin' like the creampie inside of your daughter
Oughta eat the shit with salt and wash it down with a gallon of water
I grab the saw and sawed off her arm and auctioned it
And dip her teeth in gold molds and flossed the shit
****ing' awesome spittin' box of trees, got you niggas
Shakin' like it's Parkinsons from the c******s of Kelly Clarkson's c**t
Ironin' you mother****ers now it's time to starch the shit
Drown your b***h in a tub of cum and throw a shark in it
Find a random abandoned garage and go to park in it
Find Earl laying on the burgundy carpet, pull my knife out, sharpen it
Stab him, put a arch on it, pour unleaded gas on him
Get the Zippo and spark the shit
Hop back in the van and then depart the b***h
Killed him on his own track, the f****t shouldn't have started it
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