Brett Michael - My Last Freestyle lyrics

I don't know what hurts more, finally hearing the truth or finally realizing everyone been teling lies, ain't a surprise though, sit back relax and roll hydro, spitting spyro. Leaving for the party on some dark bent sh**, come alive in the booth on some Clark Kent sh**. Got a louis Lane and a pair of specticales, enough bread to ball twice, testicules. Sicker than cancer, testicular. Riding the beat, manslaughter vechicular. What's a goon to a goblin, whats a qp to a G? He gon' flip it, Shawn Johnson. Something like the culinary how we baking, N' b**hes don't bother to holler 'til they know you taken. On my kevin bacon, give them b**hes tremors, best friends here to get me through all my endevours. Met a fly chick, she rocking a feather in her bangs, I said "Want to bang?" And she said "Never." yeah, and then she laughed out loud, I said "Hey, my name Brett Michael and I'm oh so proud to introduce myself," she said "Boy, you can watch me seduce myself, yeah, all you need's a little grean." I said "Sorry, I ain't trying to reduce my wealth." At the finish line already, shawtay a beginner. I be here all year springing on you winners, swag her in the summer, told her that I'd call but shawtay tripping if she think we're dating in the fall