Beatjunkie Rato - Time Machine lyrics

1st Verse: I make you go crazy like Britney Shave your head Sniff some coke Leave you drowning in the tub like Whitney I got the bomb, y'all been warned I stomp on your melon like King Kong Throw away the baton Grab my machete, I'm back on My bullsh**, muthaf**a it's on Thought I finally grew up or something Muthaf**a, you're dead wrong Been gone for too long Time to handle this swarm Of pussies and sissies I just miss these Times when missies were missies and emcees Kept these b**haz in check Now all I hear is whack, let's take it back To a time when people k**ed it on a track I stand corrected I never should've let People fill me up with these whack Thoughts about me being inappropriate, fortunately I haven't forgotten who I was, yet There's enough time left So I'ma go back to do what I do best Kick a b**h in her chest Easy, take a breath You wouldn't wanna mess up this nice dress Look in my eyes, no less Determined than six years ago Still got that piercing flow Attitude still piercing cold Cla**ic thrill like Rear Window I show no fear: hero No matter where me go No fake I run the show like Shakespeare, fo' sure Hook x2: Hop in my time machine and I'm Taking you back to the theme of the millennium k**ing off the present, rewrite the future and um Put the mic in my hand, watch me spew my venom 2nd Verse: Now how can I possibly top this first verse? Being on top of my game is probably my worst curse I get a hard co*k, see to you it's just words If I don't spit, needa see a Doc with a lush nurse More than just an urge, see it's a must, must disturb Your world, disappear and re-emerge Designated for this since my day of birth And I ain't faded till they put me in that hearse – yeah That's right, I'ma keep spitting till my mouth is dry In the booth dripping wet like an aroused dyke Tears, blood and sweat I put it all in Poker face is on but sometimes you gotta go all-in So I'm calling out ninety percent of the rappers, y'all just stalling Keep claiming you be balling, I'll line you up against the wall and Hire some people for body hauling Because the pile is quite overwhelming Bridge x2: One f*ggot, two f*ggots, three f*ggots, four Keep disposing ‘em but there's still coming more Five f*ggots, six f*ggots, seven and three more Can you lend a hand? I think we need to mob the floor Hook