Coal Cash - You Have Now Been Warned (Call Me Daddy) lyrics

I k**ed tomorrow yesterday, so today I made time stop Plug this thug's mouth before the slug in his nine shot Ya mind rots when I let my lines drop The only time you spit hard is when you rock the shine box Keep scrubbin', pluggin' your s*uts a** to bust fast During sixty-nine she rocked your nuts as a mustache Rush past thoughts, thinking back on new ideas This rhyme is ?, I'll free it in my future years Saluting beers, to queer bashing got me laughing Just finished the Jager and I still can't find that aspirin Smashing my skull into the wall to help this headache Dreams of boiling blood, drowning fakes in the red lake The bed breaks every time I have to wake to that one Eyes reflect the fire of the place I just got back from Relax son, you know I can't unjust get amped These cats couldn't shine if I used their skin to shave my lamp f** a champ, bring your camp I'll k** your crew Stack up all your clones and stand on hills of you An iller view, I made mountains out of molehills sh** is out of whack, you can be ill and still have no sk** So Coal k**s every f**ing beat I get to flow on While you're draggin' balls like a legless version of Gohan I shoot full tar proton cannons like I'm Voltron Keep the drawer not locked with ? plus the ? So hold on, as we maneuver through the maelstrom The razor-wing falcon make my crown out of mountains Sip from d**h's fountain, counting life is not an option Your style's so f**ing weak you could get knocked out shadow boxing Spit the lethal toxin, concoction of deadly action Maybe you think you're rapping, you're just snacks to feed the Kraken Claiming crazy reaction but we've never seen that happen The only nut you been should've been rubbed out on a napkin (Hook x2) You have, now been warned Jump the f** off the stage when my fam perform We write graffiti ‘till dawn, and peace treaties been torn When I say that it's on, believe me it's on Get with the program, I batter more heads than f**ing Konan And rip your city down worse than Godzilla and Rodan Style so damn ill, I favor no man John Jacobs, third leg as if I'm Toejam Run a dirt scam, f** y'all, I don't need no fans Battling Coal's like slap boxing and having no hands No plans, who is objective, stay selective Keep this hip-hop sh** well protected, my words effective And still reflective through this life and all perspectives Looking through the retrospective of the thoughts I have collected Mad emcees neglected, you get ejected faster than a Spice Girl track on ca**ette disk I bet this, ain't the first time you've been warned Jump the f** off the stage when my fam perform We write graffiti ‘till dawn, and peace treaties been torn When I say that it's on, believe me it's on Storm with a swarm of locusts Ferocious hypnosis got your third eye out of focus One of the dopest rhyming vocalists, I broke my fist from choking this mic Smoking this high type of thug, dug his graveset at night Flight of the Navigator, the aviator of the flavor Black Ops infiltrator, greater metal gear crusader Blasting space invaders with my subatomic lasers Quantum phasers burning through undercover blazers My ox razor cut closer than Mach 3 shavers I rock crowds while you herbs are jocking ravers (Hook x2) You have, now been warned Jump the f** off the stage when my fam perform We write graffiti ‘till dawn, and peace treaties been torn When I say that it's on, believe me it's on