[Intro: BlabberMouf]
I be flowin around with lyrical bu*ter smutthering ya arteries
Blabbermouf is on the mic and propo funk is on the beats
This sh** is bu*ter
[Hook]
Word sh** is bu*tah word the mother, word sh**
Word sh** is bu*tah the ruffer lyrical bu*tah to smother
[X4]
[Verse 1: BlabberMouf]
s**as with that bu*ta sh** that make everybody start wondering
How I get down with that funkiness with rhymes that are astonishing
Let me tell you I've bin perfecting my art for years
Working hard for a cause make real hip hop re appear
And I double dare any wack emcee to interfere
Don't cross my path I bend you in half no one will be spared
(we representing) from the right to the left front to the rear
I got truck loaded of rhymes so I'm never unprepared
And my punchlines will hit you like an indian spear
N slice right trough all you gimmicks and wannabe's out here
I'm the blabber( blabber) mic (snatcha)
Blunt wrapper smack a rapper when I spit flying daggers
I'm the master of all cyphers
Figger that all you rappers is house cats I be a raging lion
Earing sh** up with the finger lickin flava I'm frying so what you trying forget it
Realize there ain't no other aaah sh** I flow with rhymes thats bu*ter
[Hook]
Word sh** is bu*tah word the mother, word sh**
Word sh** is bu*tah the ruffer lyrical bu*tah to smother
[X4]
[Verse 2: BlabberMouf]
You so called rappers aah man what a blunder
Shut ya trap ya can't rap or compete with this here bu*ter yo I got lyrics harder them armed concrete this is roots and culture
And propo be bringin boombappin bomb beats
Bound to bumrush ya
So wa**up you think you got the balls to step to this call me the nut crusher
This is real dope ain't no synthetic sh**
Pushin this lyrical h**ne 100 % pure dopeness
I'm truly excellent the perfectionist
Blabber is the emcee, 88 is the instrumentalist
I'm spaced out like George Jetson
When it comes to writin rhymes I'm in a different dimension
Soon as I start expressin with rhytmic perfection
I put wack emcee to sleep by lethal lyrical injections
In every session you can even ask ya mother Word to god that's why this sh** is bu*ta
[Hook]
Word sh** is bu*tah word the mother, word sh**
Word sh** is bu*tah the ruffer lyrical bu*tah to smother
[X4]
[Verse 3: BlabberMouf]
With rhyme styles that's infinite like the Mandelbrot set
I rush in like a demolition squad quick to dismantle ya raps
I'm a rebel with rhythmic compositions I (stand strong)
Da mista blabber (known), for the relentless rhythms he spit
Jup, (so bring it on) here come the verbal hell raizer
I can't stop its obsessive compulsive behavior
To wreck sh** impressive the bu*ter we bustin is major
I got inspiration to make my verses jump off the paper
With the ruffness for ya eardrums the bu*ter is in effect
We millenniums ahead of ya when it comes down to rap
I smoke more mics then tommy chong smoke buddah
So lyrically I be the Gatlin gun , you just a six shooter
Me and and 88 we steady cookin up the funk
While you s**as need to stop rappin and pick up a book
So peace to all the true heads straight up I got it covered
Haha cause now they know this sh** is bu*ter
[Outro Hook]
Word sh** is bu*tah word the mother, word sh**
Word sh** is bu*tah the ruffer lyrical bu*tah to smother
[X4]