Stompkillcrushmode

Yo I got mad precision, with baggin' chickens
 Take 'em back to the crib and make bad decisions
 I'm a god when spittin', every song is written
 More complex than Japanese long division
 And I'm nice with the hands, fuck around get a nosebleed
 I never took a L, like a kid who don't smoke weed
 And I been fuckin' bird brain since first grade
 When you ain't ever seen it, like the pussy on a mermaid
 Read the scripture, my freeze is sicker
 Than an obese stripper with a fever blister
 I get deeper in your sister than a speech from Krishna
 Deeper than government labs where they freezin' Hitler
 Heed the warnin', the creature's formin'
 Who leave mic's exhausted, his sneakers yawnin'
 You can chop up my body, even eat the organs
 I'm respawnin' like Jesus on Easter morning
 I don't give a fuck yo (Certified nutso)
 Out for the gusto (Meaning I get much dough)
 Motherfuckin' cut throat (Bodies by the bus load)
 Stomp Kill and Crush mode (It's why I get my nuts raw)
 I don't give a fuck yo (Certified nutso)
 Out for the gusto (Meaning I get much dough)
 Motherfuckin' cut throat (Bodies by the bus load)
 Stomp Kill and Crush mode (It's why I get my nuts raw)
 I don't give a fuck yo
 Weed passed around in the party
 Thunder and lightning from the verbal tsunami
 Blows anonymous that John "Beast" Mugabi
 Verse haggle, a life's forever a fight inside me
 The underground's my zone so fuck chartin' billboard
 Rocked at legendary spots like the Fillmore
 Groupies tuggin' on my silk drawers
 Get love from those behind bars, locked behind steel doors
 My report's a toss up between Ea/Poet Piñero
 I'm a certified rap hero
 For twenty years explored the world over
 O's Globalist box hard to reach via mobile
 It's all from vocals, over music I record
 Through time for die-hards, again I'm at your disposal
 I'm the calm one, but my man is sort a sick
 Ap's the type to tell ya chick "suck my..." (haha)
 I don't give a fuck yo (Certified nutso)
 Out for the gusto (Meaning I get much dough)
 Motherfuckin' cut throat (Bodies by the bus load)
 Stomp Kill and Crush mode (It's why I get my nuts raw)
 I don't give a fuck yo (Certified nutso)
 Out for the gusto (Meaning I get much dough)
 Motherfuckin' cut throat (Bodies by the bus load)
 Stomp Kill and Crush mode (It's why I get my nuts raw)
 Back in the day I shoulda signed to Suave House
 I shoulda bought the publishin' to "Who Let The Dogs Out"
 But all that shoulda, coulda, woulda shit is for complainers
 Turn your body parts to pudding, put em in containers
 And it's a shame I got problems with Jake, like Gyllenhaal haters
 My ninja stars surf like billabong razors
 I'll still lick Nicki Minaj's silicone layers
 And every mother fuckin' gun I get, I will install lasers
 IRA fireman, send a W-demo
 To Dublin, Ireland, for armed practice firing
 And when I'm swellin' melons, you'll get sent to Intensive Care
 'Cause I'll make your hat bigger than Busta or Pharrell would wear
 Put on a Ted costume and commit the crime bare-faced
 My AR aerates, you guys wear lace
 Yes, my dough is long, so y'all bitches know the song
 If I take a selfie, it's a god damn photobomb
 I don't give a fuck yo (Certified nutso)
 Out for the gusto (Meaning I get much dough)
 Motherfuckin' cut throat (Bodies by the bus load)
 Stomp Kill and Crush mode (It's why I get my nuts raw)
 I don't give a fuck yo (Certified nutso)
 Out for the gusto (Meaning I get much dough)
 Motherfuckin' cut throat (Bodies by the bus load)
 Stomp Kill and Crush mode (It's why I get my nuts raw)
 I don't give a fuck yo