Unique London:
Guess on the mix it's about time, I wanna hear some sh**
Thirstin Howl the third, Sk**ionaire, spit n***a
Thirstin:
Guess on the mix, coming straight out of the hell lab
With that Thirstin Howl the third sh**, no one else has
Return of the rhythm slave, turntable belt lash
Welfare b**hes don't wait till check day because they sell fast
(U.L: Guess on the mix)
Cuts in Chinese Morse code, scratches are gordo
Mixes tighter than his corn rolls
Thirstin Howl the third, cross roads and burn bridges
So I doubt if they'll be an emcee left living in the rap jungle
I'm an explained, in habitat in a battle I'm polite like
(U.L.: Would you like me to help you pack your bags)
Tyson, coming in the ring without my mouthpiece
Grouchy, overweight alki, the right hooks lousy but got a left jab
My runaway flow will give you jet lag
I'm nasty when it comes to s** in the eardrum
I freak the track like to Korean lesbians with pierced tongues
Dope, without ever walking near d**
A mouth so nasty, you won't want to share cups
A lone star sheriff, 5 mics, 4 stars and stripes along with merits
Ralph Lauren polo appearance
Life of crime, learned from both parole parents
Bullet gold card in a laminate
(U.L.: Never leave home without mine)
Guess on the mix its about time
Thirstin Howl the third, Sk**ionaire
Watch your back, my mic is co*ked n***a