Mince Meat

The Villain ain't rhymin off bread alone
 Let him get some cognac, a mic and a headphone
 Smoke and mirrors, caught her in the mix
 Couldn't read the shorthand for mortars and bricks
 If any negative thought linger he let it vent
 Wrote this one with his middle finger in wet cement
 ... Did it on the sly
 Before he's gone bye bye, spit it on the fly
 Brush your teeth, rinse and gargle
 A true nerd who messed with new words since Boggle
 ... And used slang in Scrabble
 Rhymed with a Northern drawl, twang and babble
 Flossy pen jargon to break the world record
 Do a Faustian bargain and tape the girl naked
 ... More spots than a leopard
 Then he had to stop, the block was hot peppered
 Shepherd, leading the sheeps out to slaughter
 Kept it, sold and repped it, everytime he saw ya
 Tryin' to douse a pinch of weed in a frat street house
 I'll make mince meat out of that (beat) mouse!
 Welcome to the show
 Remember whatever you do, do not boo the flow
 Schooled the dumb on the number one rule of thumb
 What a fool; still you never met a cooler bum
 Give the drummer some rum, I'm sure he could use a shot
 Just to get his cues hot, ensure he don't lose his spot
 A stranger who speaks to you vocal
 Danger made the beat, get a freak to do the bogle
 No bull, everything he wanted they grabbed and took
 Whole lab looked like an ill left jab and Even had a secretary to take the calls
 Shake it and make it fall, I told her don't break my balls
 Wherever Mouse go, trouble follows
 The bounty on this pro was mills and "double dollars"
 Vil spilled muddled flows that befuddled scholars
 Thick Buffalo girl with the bubble hollars
 She rocked leather and gold, a fat blouse
 And need a brother with soul to let her cat out
 Even if the rat couldn't compete with Kraus
 I'll make mince meat out of that (beat) mouse!
 Tap ya toe, grime and strapped for dough
 Rap for show, to let the whippersnappers know
 Sucks to be them, now pass that loot
 Up under the tux he wore a hazmat suit
 Sounded like froggy, sip the groggiest of potions
 Be up in the party with the foggiest of notions
 On the list of lobbyists who save the oceans
 Gave his donation to the lady with the lotions
 Swoll hand itchin, the old man bitchin
 Switchin with the fan with the gold band twitchin
 Spittin like a bionic sneeze that freeze vodka
 Just to clear the air like the Ionic Breeze Quadra
 Sleek enough to outsly a fox
 For a chicken pot pie, thinkin outside the box
 Would love to taste her goody
 But got no time to be wastin chasin putty
 Out for Daffy Duck bucks, Porky Pig paper
 Bugs Bunny money or Sylvester Cat caper
 Off a DAT tape of rap, country or deep house
 And
 I'll make mince meat out of that (beat) mouse!