Cashlin - Podium lyrics

Cashlin f**s chicks while pa**in the blunts Find the G spot in less than half a second master of c*nts I'm no average stunt, leave a show grabbin the funds Start gabbin the dumb sh** and get stabbed in the tongue Half a you runts think you can beat the litter to the titty milk But I'm pretty sk**ed, rock a show so no ones sitting still Raps written well, been a long time since I started getting ill Livin real nice since I love rap, wouldn't trade a rhyme for fifty bills Twenty top time rhymers could lose to me, it's food for free Eat these rap acts girls out then beat them brutally I usually just smash a rapper to dust You wanna battle rap I'll smoke you right after the blunts When I'm on stage you know that cla** has begun Spittin' fire hotter than a match in the sun Imagine the tons of raps I spontaneously create Lotsa noise in the crowd when hot dames see us we be great Vicious rythms diggin' underground to break you outta prison Precision in spittin grippin womens fishnets leggins Sendin them into heavin, rippin tendons, engines revvin Tension, henchman, not to mention only excellent rhyme selection Souls of dead martyrs in the headquarters I'm the one who says orders Collect more knowledge from philosophy book pages with red borders Unwell hoarders of hip hop audio rocking shows with a godly glow As time softly goes oddly slow im the naughty bro hottys blow Hip hop zombie calmly rocking shows never off beat Offer me pot free of charge and the room gets foggy Cyphers godly even with my memory spotty Flow so wet its soggy probbly got three hundred heads nodding Dojo sensai listen to spittin written efficient Kickin ten days worth of rhymes within half of a minute Villain on his grind spittin fire so turn the faucet high I'll be honest I'm stoppin time to rhyme from my rotten mind I'm the corruption of innocence, this track; I'm rippin' it Enterin simple mens minds from the South Pole to Winnipeg Centerin my attention into sentient sinners heads Deliverin d**h to government officials I finish feds You some flies I spin a web bigger than Fat Albert times a trillion Dis attempts are futile all opposition gets is me k**in them Realer than Attilla rapin a hundred females, I seek out Three thousands weak scale rappers as I spit deadly sounds Referee poutin beggin me how to deny your whinin 'n' cryin Bribin giant cash to let your wackness slide with silent compliance Eyelids widen; I'm in the zone firin off the flyest Rhymin derived with the essence of punishment crime and violence No more hymens broken for diamonds all of us will love sk** Abrupt k**s to dumb lil rappers thinkin they can run up hill Against me, I gently crush their world in less than half of ten breaths Sexy women directly check me out, most fresh without being the best dressed My rhymes easily crush the competition Hearin you rap makes me ask "Why the f**s a toddler spittin?" I give your b**h girlfriend s*ut a harder dicking Than you ever will I lick the vag much more efficient Sins won't confess smoke endo play nintendo When hoes friend-zone test car windows with a red crowbar wearin a trenchcoat Lately I felt like an animal filled with rabies God dont work in mysterious ways, I know that f*ggot hates me!! I'll rock a rap show in the midst of a traffic jam I couldn't count twice my blessings on half a hand I don't say lame things, hosting televised public rapings If a picture was really worth a thousand words I'd be selling paintings f** nine chicks spread eighteen ladies legs I cook the nicest omelette without breaking any eggs Some are surprised a cat like me can rap yet be taciturn If pens were really mighty as the sword I'd start a f**ing ma**acre !