Greedy Fingers - Wise Ass lyrics

(feat. Necro) [Verse 1] I love a stunt that's down to sniff c**aine A c*nt with big co*k s**ing lips and no brain A p**y you couldn't shoot up or drug Car jack you like a cop in pursuit of a thug Spittin' out like I chewed up a bug That shottin' thru of a slug And as for Dolly Partons I'm the type to f** her juggs I grew up in a sick place, BROOKLYN They'd run up on you and say, "Gimme the loot, dickface!" Got an appetite for destruction like parasites Kicked in your face, so bloody I f**ed up my new pair of Nikes DAMN! They cost over 100 bucks, OH WELL! Skull in your grill, I'm more f**ed than a hundred s*uts The white Dolamite, I wanna see Janet Jackson Deep throat the mic, it's only right You're a snake, you known a bite, you're glowning bright When dynamite rammed up your a** and you explode it nice, BLAM! [Chorus] Met the devil and spit in his grill Told him I'm running hell son chill and you're the next I'll k** You're know your dead when you sell your soul for bread Life's funny like a b**ha** with a hole in his head [Verse 2] Clock you like a trife bo I'll stab your sockets like a psycho 'til you can't see sh** Like your on the toilet bowl with the lights closed You're below me, homey you don't know me You wanna play me Treat me like a saxophone and blow me Worship my vile grammer, skiis Get on your co*k s**in' knees Prey to me like hammer I get my dick, jerk right your girl Imma diss the second i see a tit, with bigger tits So many look sultry, don't insult me How dare you ask me not to cheat like adultary I'm phat like poultry, got a close-up of your grill, it repulsed me (Ewww) To be truthful, you're a** is only useful And what the f** you got to say? I'll rip your intestines out your a** And poke your man with them a block away You hesitant b**h, you've never been sick You got a co*k in your mouth like that 'Dead President' flick You want me to rhyme, what will you do for me? You get your girl to s** dick, and I'll rap for you for free Money is simple, my income triple The beats get chopped up like Montell Williams nipple Honey i'll keep it real with you Have your pants off, abuse you, and then say "I ain't feelin' you!" Woman don't understand me, can't shut off a dick I've seen Lorena Bobbit in the street and cut off a clit Paybacks a b**h, so b**h pay with your back Before i f** a s*ut i don't know what's pay rate in a crack The human head, is quite durable Your mouth should make a very interesting urinal [Chorus] Met the devil and spit in his grill Told him I'm running hell son chill and you're the next I'll k** You're know your dead when you sell your soul for bread Life's funny like a b**ha** with a hole in his head (DIE!) 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 6, 6, 7, 7, 7, 8, nineteen-ninety-nine! 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 6, 6, 7, 7, 7, 8, nineteen-ninety-nine! Motherf**ers... Yeah... Necro sh**.... b**h... You can die... Feed my song... Blow yourself... Die b**h, motherf**er, and that's all...