Hoarse

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Gorgeous chrome-plated horse whip
 Home, making paintings for poor quality porn flicks
 Court adjourned and the verdict's still saucy
 Sack swinging like Dub-D40 on a door hinge
 Good lord, walk light like the floor slick
 Look bored, hoard all mics in a force grip
 Pro-abortion endorsing his own importance
 Or leaving opponents floating with paper and dirty porcelain
 Pinnacle of titillating crisp spit
 Fist clinched emulating '68 Olympics
 Rock it from the cradle 'til he middle aged and limp-sticked
 Coughing from the stable probably indicating spliff's lit
 Dismissed, feel it in that saturated cranium
 Heavy as insurance off a spanking new laser gun
 Crazy heart, hazy lung, making art, raking funds
 Crowd going dumb like Palin's son, uh
 And it always follows Autumn
 No home for the weak
 No insurance for your pride
 Jive
 Jive
 And it always follows Autumn
 I sit in thought 'til the flow is right
 Then throw some D on all available open mics
 Smoke it right proposing these niggas over wipe
 More because I normally toilet bowl with a broken pipe
 The former soloist who flow was sick
 The token sober kid stressed so the role was switched
 Four Lokos down the hole and a loaded spliff
 And who was useless as a broken wrist when tryna open shit
 Nigga cold is what you need to keep the poultry in
 Resulting in me rolling slick as bottom of the bowling kicks
 Early man, you posers know me as the troll throwing
 Moldy donut holes at your grody hoe from his cronies' whip
 Eating like the kids when you take 'em off Ritalin
 Throwing temper tantrums at the window of your whip again
 Sweeping up the glass to use it as a garnish over tracks
 Damaged like the leg he limping to the barn with Chickenshits
 Temper 'bout as thick as tips of pencils is, missiles to the picket fence
 Who spit as good finger-lickin' bitch bet, it's 36 fish
 netted like the hook was inefficient
 And it always follows Autumn
 No home for the weak
 No insurance for your pride
 Jive
 Jive
 It always follows Autumn
 
 Gorgeous chrome-plated horse whip
 Home, making paintings for poor quality porn flicks
 Court adjourned and the verdict's still saucy
 Sack swinging like Dub-D40 on a door hinge
 Good lord, walk light like the floor slick
 Look bored, hoard all mics in a force grip
 Pro-abortion endorsing his own importance
 Or leaving opponents floating with paper and dirty porcelain
 Pinnacle of titillating crisp spit
 Fist clinched emulating '68 Olympics
 Rock it from the cradle 'til he middle aged and limp-sticked
 Coughing from the stable probably indicating spliff's lit
 Dismissed, feel it in that saturated cranium
 Heavy as insurance off a spanking new laser gun
 Crazy heart, hazy lung, making art, raking funds
 Crowd going dumb like Palin's son, uh
 And it always follows Autumn
 No home for the weak
 No insurance for your pride
 Jive
 Jive
 And it always follows Autumn
 I sit in thought 'til the flow is right
 Then throw some D on all available open mics
 Smoke it right proposing these niggas over wipe
 More because I normally toilet bowl with a broken pipe
 The former soloist who flow was sick
 The token sober kid stressed so the role was switched
 Four Lokos down the hole and a loaded spliff
 And who was useless as a broken wrist when tryna open shit
 Nigga cold is what you need to keep the poultry in
 Resulting in me rolling slick as bottom of the bowling kicks
 Early man, you posers know me as the troll throwing
 Moldy donut holes at your grody hoe from his cronies' whip
 Eating like the kids when you take 'em off Ritalin
 Throwing temper tantrums at the window of your whip again
 Sweeping up the glass to use it as a garnish over tracks
 Damaged like the leg he limping to the barn with Chickenshits
 Temper 'bout as thick as tips of pencils is, missiles to the picket fence
 Who spit as good finger-lickin' bitch bet, it's 36 fish
 netted like the hook was inefficient
 And it always follows Autumn
 No home for the weak
 No insurance for your pride
 Jive
 Jive
 It always follows Autumn
 
 Gorgeous chrome-plated horse whip
 Home, making paintings for poor quality porn flicks
 Court adjourned and the verdict's still saucy
 Sack swinging like Dub-D40 on a door hinge
 Good lord, walk light like the floor slick
 Look bored, hoard all mics in a force grip
 Pro-abortion endorsing his own importance
 Or leaving opponents floating with paper and dirty porcelain
 Pinnacle of titillating crisp spit
 Fist clinched emulating '68 Olympics
 Rock it from the cradle 'til he middle aged and limp-sticked
 Coughing from the stable probably indicating spliff's lit
 Dismissed, feel it in that saturated cranium
 Heavy as insurance off a spanking new laser gun
 Crazy heart, hazy lung, making art, raking funds
 Crowd going dumb like Palin's son, uh
 And it always follows Autumn
 No home for the weak
 No insurance for your pride
 Jive
 Jive
 And it always follows Autumn
 I sit in thought 'til the flow is right
 Then throw some D on all available open mics
 Smoke it right proposing these niggas over wipe
 More because I normally toilet bowl with a broken pipe
 The former soloist who flow was sick
 The token sober kid stressed so the role was switched
 Four Lokos down the hole and a loaded spliff
 And who was useless as a broken wrist when tryna open shit
 Nigga cold is what you need to keep the poultry in
 Resulting in me rolling slick as bottom of the bowling kicks
 Early man, you posers know me as the troll throwing
 Moldy donut holes at your grody hoe from his cronies' whip
 Eating like the kids when you take 'em off Ritalin
 Throwing temper tantrums at the window of your whip again
 Sweeping up the glass to use it as a garnish over tracks
 Damaged like the leg he limping to the barn with Chickenshits
 Temper 'bout as thick as tips of pencils is, missiles to the picket fence
 Who spit as good finger-lickin' bitch bet, it's 36 fish
 netted like the hook was inefficient
 And it always follows Autumn
 No home for the weak
 No insurance for your pride
 Jive
 Jive
 It always follows Autumn
 

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Duration
03:52
Tempo
140 BPM

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