Ye, Coal Cash (Str8 Jackit) (Str8 Jackit) it's on now...
White Walkers appeared it ain't no wonder why this one is feared
I'm here to feed the bums in your slums with crumbs from your ginger beard
I've injured queers and been revered a f*g basher
So I'll smash through a craft faster than rocket disasters at NASA
The master a**a**in who's laughing at Action Bronson
Only confidence you haul is handling balls like Magic Johnson
Your f*ggot nonsense a constant state of fluctuation
You're tasting the splish splash while Riff Raff f**s your face in
My occupation is bursting bubbles yours is guzzle grease
Me I spit wise you rock the tit size of double-d's
You struggle to breath and probably have trouble trying to buckle your briefs
So listen here chunkles ??? with my knuckles and it would buckle your knees
Scuffing with me truffle shuffle til you got muscles to see
The little tip of your co*k and finally adopt it, you gon' squat when you pee
Rocking with me you ain't been a doctrine or got the option to speak
Keep watching and playing possum while the industry stuffs it's co*k in your cheek
Washed up on the shore, just to fry in the sun
There's some vultures circling high, had their eye on their lunch
A bunch of sharks at your border so the water ain't safe
No escape from the slaugher they're feeding off of your weight
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Transform, dumbfound son of the sun now
An underground song better run when the gun sound
One round, round you to carbon
Hawking at d**h you have just met a martian
Metamorphing, tossed in the coffin
Caution around my life or the chalking
Done talking fork in the lightning
Squashing the corpse you have never fought a viking
Sun's spiking like in a vampire
?? pissing on the campfire
Quagmire, ?? predicament
Sick of it all bout to fall like Icarus
Infamous, no peace, victimless
System of speech hard to teach what the wisdom is
Isn't this piss and miniscule
Fool got attacked of the fact that he been a tool
In a pool that you been a true devil, who bigger to wigger to a new level
Who rebel the fact that you wack and you act like rap and you rap like you act
Back to the crack in your lack of an attribute
Chewing crap, never head sh** as wack as you
True maggots and f*ggots with a ragged crew
The new habit of Hip-Hop making f*ggots cool
Fell from the sky bird ?? from a bird's nest
Destined to fly but you dived to a dirt rest
Stressing to try, survive the ??
Statically live revive to fry f*ggots
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Sad part is, motherf**er ain't even that wack. Riff Raff, you're a f*ggot. Action Bronson, f** you doing man? Whatchu doing tracks with that f*ggot for bro? Got more sk**s than that. You ain't Hip-Hop bro. Taking every inch of the co*k. Stuffing it right in your mouth, fat f**, I don't give a f**. Well, Dead Rabbits, why don't you think about it bro. Don't matter no more, Hip-Hop's almost dead. That's why I gotta do this, I gotta slap f**ing dope emcees around
Cuz they're too stupid to realize man. You're all a bunch of f*ggots, supposed to be rich, f**ing s**ing dick, you s**ing Satan's dick. Motherf**er's, sh**'s gonna change, believe it. Come bring it if you want it motherf**er