G-Mo Skee - The Team G-Mo Anthem lyrics

[Verse One] I'm so hungry I could eat a new born baby with cheese No wonder why I suffer from the rabies disease I'll twist your head one hundred and eighty degrees Have you looking like the exorcist lady with ease, please If you don't want to see my crew go far You can jump in front of a train like Bruno Mars I know you biting a** n***as wanna use those bars Every lines phatter than a f**ing sumo's arm You go wave around your pistol like you go hard Until my n***as draw four like the Uno cards We use no guards at concerts. we getting half baked s**ing on your baby momma's titties whilst she lactates That fat skank smashed J. Cash and Nobe Then she bought us a large pizza with anchovies I got a hockey mask like I was a damn goalie Now run for your life b**h this is camp Mo-Skee [Hook] This is G.M.O. you better spell it right When did it become cool to be a sick f**? Now I'm back up in that a** like Lemmiwinks Handicap k**er, Handicap k**er I'll stab you with a needle welcome to the world of aids b**h this is a mother f**ing stick up, stick up Now I'm back up in that a** like Lemmiwinks Handicap k**er, who gives a f** what Timmy thinks? [Verse Two] I'm a**a**inating n***as like the Vatican There's no specific pattern and You could be European or African Stick the gold cannon to the back of your abdomen You could be Jennifer Lopez, Jennifer Anniston Hitman for hire, and I'm eager to to get the job Stick a blade through a n***as squad make a shish kebab And weak b**hes make sneak disses You probably give your dad 3 kisses a day on his cheek n***a You p**ys make me laugh, har dee har har I got something for your stinking a** like Nardwuar Quit wra**lin' you throw me in an arm bar And I'mma DDT your a** on top of a parked car Flow's hotter than the crucible My rhymes are columbine boy you're just high school musical And at my funeral, when I'm asleep inside my coffin Tell Keisha Cole to come give me a flight to Boston [Hook] [Verse 3] You Jehovah's Witness b**hes are in the wrong porch I'm in the house having s** with a small horse I'll f** your b**h in some green Kermit the frog shorts Now she's calling me every week for an encore I've k**ed a thousand strangers but I still want more I shot Power Rangers right before they all morphed Now I'm driving drunk in the f**ing Mach Four Crash the sh** into your house, get out and crawl forth I got more gas than a damn lawn mower You eat more a** than a damn blonde who*e I got the same pig mask that n***a Saw wore You get your sh** split fast with a long sword I got sixteen bullets and they're all yours I lay a mother f**er down on the golf course I'm he who should not be named from the wrong source And Harry Potter better not come back to Hogwarts n***a! [Hook]