Budd Dwyer - Not Much To Look At lyrics

[Verse 1 - Ruby da Cherry] Live from the sewer to the gutter DIRTYNASTY$UICIDE be the mold on the bread like bu*ter From that triple dollar sign Grey blade cause a leak from all up under I'm papa pine and my stain is on fleek motherf**er Got to bust a shot upside my f**ing head Blunder in thunder Got a hunnid on the self-sustaining gunna One bun up in the oven Got a b**h switching the covers Ima duck her Pull down the shutters The number one stunna [Verse 2 - Germ] Up late Tweaking in like hero Hunter ugly motherfoe with the hold up hoe Let me hold that throat Run up in ya motherf**in pad for the dope lord Hall for the lords, am I liking it right ? No way to flame for me It's your faithful shade what I face and now Look at my feet when I sh** you b**h Im ready for whatever k** me now or k** me later b**h Im solid rockin diamonds That yo mamma was poorly lackin Im the f**in captain now Tossed a couple of bodies overboard Im the tackle overlord hoe [Verse 3 - $lick] Empty bottles on my table with some residue Been choppin' pills and shootin' boys since I was 22 Heart got colder I got older Developed a motive [?] no head on my shoulders Ridin' 'round with a pistol [?] Stuck in Limbo with my kinfolk Tell d**h to be gentle Let's just end this life Just end it right One to my temple That when I worship