Gudda Gudda - Demolition Freestyle Part 1 lyrics

[Verse 1: Gudda Gudda] Bodybag the beat, to tag the highs More braggin' rights If you ain't actin right, send you to after life I'm the action type, shoot, mash and fight I ball like Steve Nash and shoot past the light And jump all in the freak a**, she gettin' smashed tonight I'm a vulture n***a, slicker than a snake, I'm a fool I'm a ape and you food, I am rapin' you fools Murk sh**, on the track I molest you rappers Wayne and Gudda, who wanna contest the rappers ? No bodies, 4 shotties, get the job done No problem, I been a beast since squad one My money runnin' like Sonic the Hedgehog And for the bread dog, I'm like Adolph Hitler, gimme the money or meet the sizzler I'mma toaster like Strudels, Ima burn these n***as Yeah [Verse 2: Lil Wayne] And I don't wanna talk about it Gangsta sh** right in front you, n***a walk around it n***a let me do me, they know I kick it like Jet Li, Bruce lee And I've done what they can't do me I'll put my gun up to your Aunt Suzie And blow out a doobie, paint her ruby I am a looney, you n***as puny I puke on the beat, I juke and never fumble Man I spit that dope, like I swallowed a bundle Gotta spit that dope up Cause the old heads said if you don't it'll bust Heard if I sell it hard it'll rush But if them people come if its soft it'll flush Certainly Don't get caught in the blind and keep yo curtain straight No I don't drink wine but I smoke purple grape Sometimes see purple stars, and I ain't talkin' about purple Bapes I gets paid early cause I be workin' late Too many painful memories sh** hurt to say Crack flow no bake, just stir and shake Shootin' when we pull up like Urkel waist Sip syrup got me movin' at a turtle pace But quick draw pop out like a turtle face Paid in full, you can't murk the ace I k** the beat and beat the murder case That's right, I'mma k** this sh** And if the glove don't fit, I'mma need a catchers mitt Cause I'm high like a pitch, yeah I'm high like a pitch Like Mariah and sh**, I guess I'm higher than a b**h Keep it dirty like I'm lyin' in the ditch Like Eli I'm from New Orleans, I'm a Giant in this b**h Move the G and add an S and put the I before the N And put the A in front of that, and that's what I am to the end That's a Saint muthaf**a, simplify it for them Where your funeral comes with a 2nd line at the end Yeah, but you won't be second linin' with them Cause you be in the hearse that's behind all of them Yeah, I see your homies dressed in black like they finna ride But that fashion statement, is tellin' a lie I'm pelican fly, mac 11 inside My bullets come with wings and your cerebellum can fly Yeah f**in' right oh yeah, Young Money we are, sick as gonorrhea Like nausea, heart burn, indigestion, upset stomach and diarrhea Get some Pepto Bismol ho!