Crooked I - Freestyle In Paris lyrics

[Intro: Joell Ortiz] One half of the bloodbath [Verse 1: Crooked I] Slaughterhouse Yo, broadcasting live from Babylon Living like a million dollar don It's Crooked, the phenomenon, rocking a vodka ron Coupe fast as Ramadan Treat Crenshaw like the Autobahn I was born to be a beast in this musical octagon It's like I'm the spawn of Chewbacca and Chaka Khan Get out the way when you see a G flexin' You pussies need to cut it out, you need a C-section See it's No Limit, me and X at p n' e sessions You can't even see me, I don't even see a reflection They havin' dreams of beheadin' the champ Take your best shot, them shooters you got better be Kevin Durant Beretta, you can't, 187 your tramp That Mac-11 lift you in the air, better than ramps Whenever I'm amped, I go hard in the paint No binders, a n***a better than me, sorry you won't find 'em I'm mostly inspired by rappers who die, so rappers restin' in peace They my ghostwriters and co-signers In my low rider with the 4-5 call it Flo Rida It makes hits so its on sight if I don't like ya Even though your talk is cheap, I don't buy it Die in my sleep, the only way I'll go quiet You n***as so tired, was gonna f** your b**h but I was so tired So I decided to spray my name on her face and nut after a handjob That signature move's the John Hanco*k I keep the blam co*ked, in case the shot'll have to welcome n***as to Jamrock With one damn shot [Verse 2: Joell Ortiz] And I ball so hard motherf**ers wanna fine me But first n***as gotta find me Bonjour, I'm on tour with the Slaughterhouse four and your who*e behind me I do some things with that paper sort of like origami Got me sh**ting 'round the world like a porta potty Don't try me I travel with a metal and pearl piece That'll thunder at your hard head, I call it Metta World Peace I could nonchalantly bomb your nonsense army Your whole entourage be yellin' and screamin' like YA'LL THE sh*t But I'm more pompous calmly I wanted this sh** from Atari Started off kinda square like Nintendo, guess I was just trying to get my game on top But that was the Genesis Now that I'm super nice, I play on every station And I go "Wii" in your X-box Now look at me, trucking through with no rest stop Cause I put my foot down motherf**er, step pop So take your best shot at Eisenhower, man your rifle's sour As Crooked I and Yaowa snipe you from ze Eiffel tower