Here’s another form of verbal rape hope you all can appreciate.Not all these little ditties fit together I know that I don't want you ta steal all my silly songs. =P
My lil brother is always on guard, a sentinel android thug sent from an intergalactic space station in some far off cosmos. Where I was the opposite, a psychopathic disco gummy bear guided from a land of rainbows, gingersnaps, and marshmallow fluff.
Was a fish eating smaller fishes grew bigger. Now I’m eating big fish for dinner. Throwing another shrimp on the barb to place on my dish. Damn I love living to defeat the best and the biggest. Dragging AHAB da Arab down in the water putting up my fight. Jaws anit got shit because I have the sharper bite.
I’ve become an earphone junkie a disco fiend. Server the connections, decapitate machines. When the sparks start fling and oil blood streams. I blast out my lazers and shoot with my beams. Tazein’ all the assholes who disrupts my whole screen. I will be your master crunch wrap supreme. LMAO all original started this morning waiting at the bus stop in the fog.
If you’re a thug then I'm the Cat in the Hat break your dome with my aluminum bat. Your flow is so bubbly like packaging wrap. I'll squat on your chest and then take a fat crap. Roll you in syrup and feed to ants. Lite you on fire and do a rain dance. Call on my dawgs and then we will feast. Mother Fucker we’re beasts. The moons getting full so be ware or I’ll tell ya where ta be. Next I’ll be spittin' my flavor on MTV. Well not so much anymore if ya get what I mean. I’ll start an up roar and take down the machine. So you like to smoke green I head from a birdie that you like to suck dick. Boy your mouth is so pretty.
Who are you Nelly sportin’ your air- force ones? You a little too young to remember KRS"WON". I'm a nuclear baby. I've lived through Chernobyl and spread radiation filth through Constantinople. Do you know where that is? flip out an atlas. Because boy you’re gonna need your face stitched once I get what I’m after. I can rap lotto rhymes. I got a whole doll house filled with 50 cent dimes. You know you want it. You can’t get what I have. So go back home and cry to your dad. I've heard your story over and over can’t you see me yawnin’. I’ll take your mother out to dinner and watch her head bobbin. Under the table that's where she be. Don’t give up so damn easily. What are you a ghost face killa’. Stay chompin’ Pac Man I’m the Magilla Gorilla. I’m a street shark can’t you see my razor sharp teeth. I eat tender vittles and fresh raw meat. I have plenty of riddles and hardcore beats. So kiddo I know it’s hard to admit. Struttin around in that outfit that your grandmother knit. Rocking you to sleep in your air-force “Zeros” you have to come ta terms I’m your number one hero. So put down your gun and join the right side. There’s a whole lot ta tapioca puddin' in your dirty brown eye. You act so hood you act so thug but all you need is a gummy bears hug.
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