Dave Scamper - Eardrum Torture (The Drunk Freestyle) lyrics

MAR to the THA Asked me to name states of the USA My response came: Usually She Awesome Damn! I think I lost them But anyway She says things that tend to make me smile on a rainy day Everyday I gotta say hi see what the lady say She says she wanna sing for me A little something for my ears just to tingle me Says she recently secretly feels thing for me Stuff'll make me feel coupled when I'm single bee Easily make a n***a trip when he feeling it Busily hustling figures switch coz she's k**ing it Dealing it drugging me- Quick! call the pharmacy Speed in it, she hugging me to keep me from a coma G k** the beat dead, get ghost and leave no evidence Deep within her head's an overdose of intelligence Knows me in and out, off the top like a regimen Figured me out in a way that no lady can, damn Gotta give it up for Her Majesty Together she and I be the baddest, see? I bet you didn't see that, couldn't be that Say your lady's in your heart till d**h do apart But me and baby girl just double that To the end of the world, then we stop and time travel back Your lifetime's our half time I punchline you flat line You stuff lines like bagpipes I stack rhymes that's packed tight Unajidai number 1 na bado grammar ni taabu Unataka beef na mi na bei ya nyama ni kanzu- Kwako, zidi kula managu ukienda kwa vilabu Ka we ni baba yao usonge kando na babu The Master, yaani Dave Scamper yo great grandpa I got no meet and greet time for lame wa*kers I stay strapped up for fake gangsters and gay f**wads Talking blasphemy in front of me, you're laid backwards That means you're paralyzed, crushed and wet like powdered ice n***a stop your cowardice this be gangster paradise As I'm schooling your type, kickin that Coolio vibe Put yo f*g bu*t on Craigslist for studio time And do sh**load of practice on your junior rhymes n***a you don't wanne engage me in pseudo crime Next time I throw a freestyle on your fat neck Make sure you want peace prior to my mic check Coz 1 check, 2 check, 3 check: trigger Four check, five check, smoke you like a cigar Your talk was much bigger I thought you could deliver But your flows just weak I would rather battle your sister Try to bite a n***a but I'm bitter like paprika f** around and leave you crippled like a swastika I think I need to just stop and let a motherf**er bicker Coz a pill inside your liquor's sure to k** ya much quicker ni**a!