G-Mo Skee - Filthnificent lyrics

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G-Mo Skee - Filthnificent lyrics

[Intro] Master of filth Slim and mold Resurrect the rat from days of old Blood from a crow Tears from a child Magic mushrooms I found in the wild A rap n***a's brain That n***a is a b**h Toe nails and teeth From my peeps in the rench A bottle of brew A fat blunt from a junkie An eyeball from a player hater So he could watch me make this money Bib bib di bop bi di boo n***a The filth is back Hahahahahhaha [Hook] Mirror mirror on the wall Who is the filthiest lyricist of them all? They call that n***a G-Mo Skee He spit it raw Everywhere that n***a go He dipping in b**hes drowse Like whaaa Mirror mirror on the wall Who is the filthiest lyricist of them all? They call that n***a G-Mo Skee He spit it raw Anytime, any place He ready to get it on [Verse 1] Yeah, it's the G to the MO Finna pee on your demo f** up your self-esteem And throw your dreams out the window Team full of sickos Skeet for the nymphos Beef we leave n***as extinct with the Flinstones Ever since I wrote a flow, I ain't going broke Pop up in your city, n***as think they saw Jehovah's Ghost Coast to coast, I'm hitting states with the flames When you n***as start touring, it would be snakes on a plane b**h f** your record label And f** yall history Buzz so I make your f**ing guts fall instantly If I'm at a show you know I come to cause injury Turn my enemies into unsolved mysteries This sh** is foul If your brave stick around and intestines hit the ground When you get disemboweled Saw I ain't got a wicked style, you n***as in denial Charlie Sheen has AIDS I'm the n***a winning now [Hook] Mirror mirror on the wall Who is the filthiest lyricist of them all? They call that n***a G-Mo Skee He spit it raw Everywhere that n***a go He dipping in b**hes drowse Like whaaa Mirror mirror on the wall Who is the filthiest lyricist of them all? They call that n***a G-Mo Skee He spit it raw Anytime, any place He ready to get it on [Verse 2] I'm the degenerate You finna get familiar with Now listen b**h, the sh** you spit is hit or miss I'm a gorilla pimp dressed in the dopest gears Treating hoes like Scorpion b**h get over hear Fight my raps, I fight back with a spite back Nine inch nails impale your face n***a bite that I'm cold as a ice pack Cold as an Eskimo gang bang In an Igloo with isicles on my sack I sell filth to the kids in the park I sh** is dope so I tell em like principle park Smoke rap don't ya? Well n***a give it a spark Don't be surprised if you take one his and you barf Cuz f**ing with me is like reaching under the sink Grabbing the bleach and pouring yourself something to drink b**h i'm still running the streets AndI keep a spot on the [?] Your drugged up single mother in heat And that's filth [Hook] Mirror mirror on the wall Who is the filthiest lyricist of them all? They call that n***a G-Mo Skee He spit it raw Everywhere that n***a go He dipping in b**hes drowse Like whaaa Mirror mirror on the wall Who is the filthiest lyricist of them all? They call that n***a G-Mo Skee He spit it raw Anytime, any place He ready to get it on