[Intro]
Master of filth
Slim and mold
Resurrect the rat from days of old
Blood from a crow
Tears from a child
Magic mushrooms I found in the wild
A rap n***a's brain
That n***a is a b**h
Toe nails and teeth
From my peeps in the rench
A bottle of brew
A fat blunt from a junkie
An eyeball from a player hater
So he could watch me make this money
Bib bib di bop bi di boo n***a
The filth is back
Hahahahahhaha
[Hook]
Mirror mirror on the wall
Who is the filthiest lyricist of them all?
They call that n***a G-Mo Skee
He spit it raw
Everywhere that n***a go
He dipping in b**hes drowse
Like whaaa
Mirror mirror on the wall
Who is the filthiest lyricist of them all?
They call that n***a G-Mo Skee
He spit it raw
Anytime, any place
He ready to get it on
[Verse 1]
Yeah, it's the G to the MO
Finna pee on your demo
f** up your self-esteem
And throw your dreams out the window
Team full of sickos
Skeet for the nymphos
Beef we leave n***as extinct with the Flinstones
Ever since I wrote a flow, I ain't going broke
Pop up in your city, n***as think they saw Jehovah's Ghost
Coast to coast, I'm hitting states with the flames
When you n***as start touring, it would be snakes on a plane
b**h f** your record label
And f** yall history
Buzz so I make your f**ing guts fall instantly
If I'm at a show you know I come to cause injury
Turn my enemies into unsolved mysteries
This sh** is foul
If your brave stick around and intestines hit the ground
When you get disemboweled
Saw I ain't got a wicked style, you n***as in denial
Charlie Sheen has AIDS
I'm the n***a winning now
[Hook]
Mirror mirror on the wall
Who is the filthiest lyricist of them all?
They call that n***a G-Mo Skee
He spit it raw
Everywhere that n***a go
He dipping in b**hes drowse
Like whaaa
Mirror mirror on the wall
Who is the filthiest lyricist of them all?
They call that n***a G-Mo Skee
He spit it raw
Anytime, any place
He ready to get it on
[Verse 2]
I'm the degenerate
You finna get familiar with
Now listen b**h, the sh** you spit is hit or miss
I'm a gorilla pimp dressed in the dopest gears
Treating hoes like Scorpion
b**h get over hear
Fight my raps, I fight back with a spite back
Nine inch nails impale your face n***a bite that
I'm cold as a ice pack
Cold as an Eskimo gang bang
In an Igloo with isicles on my sack
I sell filth to the kids in the park
I sh** is dope so I tell em like principle park
Smoke rap don't ya?
Well n***a give it a spark
Don't be surprised if you take one his and you barf
Cuz f**ing with me is like reaching under the sink
Grabbing the bleach and pouring yourself something to drink
b**h i'm still running the streets
AndI keep a spot on the [?]
Your drugged up single mother in heat
And that's filth
[Hook]
Mirror mirror on the wall
Who is the filthiest lyricist of them all?
They call that n***a G-Mo Skee
He spit it raw
Everywhere that n***a go
He dipping in b**hes drowse
Like whaaa
Mirror mirror on the wall
Who is the filthiest lyricist of them all?
They call that n***a G-Mo Skee
He spit it raw
Anytime, any place
He ready to get it on