Ostrich laying in a coffin to go jog a b**h He couldn't get p**y if the cat had a limp and occasionally twitched So he uses his hand to define himself as grand and blows his sh** all over the land When ever he can notice how I said sh** cause everything you produce Is in that section at Walmart it's currently in use By every other wack n***a and your mom too I saw that a** today at the local panther petting zoo She brought your auntie too She was excited to touch the black mamba just to calm ya down and piss on your frown Then take you to town I don't school rappers cause school is too small I gotta take 'em to someplace grand like the f**ing local mall Just pause for paws and swap to slapping a b**h jaw cause everything you say I heard yesterday I'm gonna need you to be original or get the f** out the way I've seen those dead raps wash up in a bay You spit cheap rap n***a i get pay and play with your chick while she's fond of my dick She said she likes when I use my spit to lick and pick apart the puss so I can dirty cuss While I'm banging on the back of the MARTA bus and you don't have to trust the video is currently on the p**n website, yourlust Occasionally blacks murdered by Caucasians without patience to wage war
Everyone versus blacks sniping to k** because of tax and dogfighting breaks backs Cause prison is cruel these are facts I try to k** the noise but all you little boys think rap is a game Claiming fame stealing rhymes but can't live up to the name what a shame Your momma shoulda whopped that a** good Then you wouldn't be Martin in my hood Then check under mine is golden all the time I don't knock n***as out anymore I leave that to my rhymes And in due time you b**hes will know not to battle that crazy a** panther anymo' Cause I'm f**ing your front door without protection and selective attention To sing a church selection but that bird couldn't even spit a baby word When someone asked if you should have been born you f**ing co*k I put an x straight through that god damn box Cause you s** a** and you swallow your own sh** you need to go back to my pit And breath that air at least you know it's there It's the perfect lair to get ready to prepare for the beginning of the end You're more like a friend that just has a life to lend But you should give it back and then I sh** on your grave while throwing a party at your rave And attempt save and enslave your momma again This was just a prelude to the end LICK A CLIT, f*gGOT