Epic LLOYD - Episode 9: Joan lyrics

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Epic LLOYD - Episode 9: Joan lyrics

Bro, double L-O, comin' back to flow again So this fellow can exact some cold revenge On this lady who attacks his home and fam With hara**ment and eviction plans It's another of these tales wanna make your bones shudder Single father who's providing for himself and his daughter Getting tossed to the curb cause he's short a few dollars Mr. Green, let me gonna go ahead and make your day, brother Lady, you won't like me, and that's my point precisely So adjust your chops, put your teeth in and bite me You'd bring a landfill to a standstill, you're so trailer trash I'll dump you in the garbage out back of this 3 bedroom 2 bath And them crusty-a** lips make me wanna throw up Looks like you just ate a whole box of powdered donuts, yuck! And now I can't help it, I gotta rippin' b**hes addiction for shizza But damnit lady, you're stealing time from my chess game with the RZA Fought bankruptcy, he fought for custody, fought through divorce and to get into recovery And suddenly, he's faced with this drudgery You're outmatched, you dumb bat, he's ready to scrap, you're just old and ugly And other cats who are dads would act just like him Cause it might have been them had their families threatened And if it was me, ya tried to remove yours truly I'd turn that motherf**ing park into a Rambo movie I don't bust gats, I don't clap nines I'm strapped with Dis Rap lines that'll snap your spine Chapter 9 coming at cha, Dis Raps action Spittin' to give just one dude some satisfaction I'm battling back for Skeletor who got ousted Storming the castle and taking back his Snake Mountain What's the big deal? His pops had to help him qualify He's young and has a child, at least he didn't lie! Here's a guy trying to put his life back on straight You're lucky he didn't take his mobile home and drive away So pull your own weeds, Joan, you ho With your Barbara Bush looking orphan Annie granny fro I hope my words haunt you and that you'll never forget And they linger over your head like bad credit card debt I'm no joke, but I'll have the last laugh on the grounds So honk your nose, you old cow, cause you just got clowned! Ehahahaha!