Ian - Back right on up (Battle rap) lyrics

Back right on up (Verse 1) I got the gaze like chuck Hayes I'm from sd and was never stuck on the padres Always find dumb ways to amaze your b**h Like pinching her tits, squinching as she spits Your body begins to dilute, girls treat you like the forbidden fruit I got a secret big skin flute, That's right Pyramus So when the frequent warts come in-know it's syphilis You're mad cause I see more wild a**es then an equine veterinarian Eat more p**y then a totalitarian North Korean I've seen more female goodies then a centerian has had woodies You'll get decapitated and/or castrated if you try to match I'll have a dispatch sent to help patch the scratches Angels clearly never followed you Your mom stated she dearly wishes she would've swallowed you It could've been a good nut, but you wasted semen You should've been thrown in the sea, man My game run deep, if you lame take a seat I'm gonna go 1984 on a who*e While you bore me and you and yours Behind closed doors you pour Neosporin on sores from $19.84 who*es behind liquor stores Hoes like my rap, they say it's comical I say it blows like an divorcees good foreplay On your birthday, in an alleyway Every third day, listen to what daddy say Unless you want it the scrappy way So go ahead back right on up So go ahead back right on up So go ahead back right on up So go ahead back right on up Skate off or face adolf We ain't soft we put the guage to madoff Take off before he make off Down a straight way with the bank vault to hit his dame off we did his dame wrong She's in the dang vault, restrained and can't talk Her veins strained and pained and brain full of stank thoughts We tanked out with enough cheese to Even the devil wore a halo Even Russia was allies with NATO Even PAC started in the ghetto So dont trust nobody If you lust i guarantee you'll end up like the Cherokee Got super powers, call me horatio Breezing through the game in fewer hours then Magellan Name is cereal k**a, I'll Captn crunch your bones off Like the thrilla in Manila, I'll punch until you scrunch Stunner a funner summer bummer Under the first world wonder Disperse and discover another j**el lover Uncover the tissue from her Plunder all of her myrrh The High school loner, uncool joker,I hit ground rules, not homers Cut my wrists, not for me But my life consists of what ifs As a young creature I came out of the fallopian blasting Ian hungrier then Ethiopians fasting I've got more cash then a pathetic heiress My pupils dilate like I'm Eric Harris It's great that I'm the late Harris, reading kechter in the rye just before i die So go ahead back right on up (x2) So go ahead back right on up So go ahead back right on up So go ahead back right on up Your parents should've been stricter they raised a stripping male Fired from chippendales, wired to nail males Ruptured balls Like when Caitlyn Jenner was changing genders, flipped them like the sides on a Kylie Her custard launcher busted Father???? I'm like obj dancing in the endzone Except Khloes dashing out of the friend zone Dont leave me alone for a minute, cause I'm cynic like k**ary Clinton, schizophrenic, got more bodies than an abortion clinic You're sick, I get brainless cause of your gayness Good at taking dicks in your an*s I'm shaking to be famous You're aching to stop being nameless Stop, drop, pop make your girls p**y spacious I stay strapped to adapt to my surroundings Danger stems from love and depression compounding Even Strangers endanger my motivation to live, triggering much digression Lingering pain, like after a f**ing breast augmentation I ran through every b**h in my path Been f**ing religious midgets in the a** since I was doing touch math I'm not bluffing when I say I will scathe a bloodbath f** with me I'll make your dreams die, make your scheme seem dry, fix it by making you a creampie k**ing, drilling, spilling, grilling, instilling Call me a villain spinning and pinning and sinning and smacking all these wack rappers as I unpack my mac to jack and give you a ma**ive heart attack You b**hes couldn't have dope wordplay if you spelt weed on scrabble You can't cope, In my Pontiac im like the zodiac on crack, causing anxiety attacks I won't hesitate to bust a mean nut in some queen s*ut Make her levitate cause I'm clean cut with more j**els than king tut (Woo) I'm a street genius with a unique dingus I get blows from hoes that don't even speak english Flow tighter then a nuns a**hole