Mr Clean - 2nd Round K.O. lyrics

I made you look at the first k.o The worst gayos at rap, the list is fat like mayo Ayo this man's method didn't quite work out M&m initials, and we know how that turned out So imma spin the head, I don't forget floss Leaving millions in the red now that's a net loss I'm the boss of the game like I'm big bird A slick turd, rick turn, all I need to k** is a sick word The ménage tryna get me outlawed like I'm a loner The way I be beating a bo*er I wanna shmang, automatic disses when I bang Listen misses when I hear you rap I wanna hang Me against the world, this a barney of fun And I came from va like army of one On the mic, no one clean as me, rap like tnt And I run the track like the mc Sick spitting every which way, that panda wack Kids wishing for my mixtape on santa's lap You ban this rap, the girls, and you ban their a** You must be acting if you say you could man this craft You throwing mixtapes out, but everybody's immune The hotties go boom as soon as I step in the room You never bloomed into true rap And ya crew's wack, ghost pepper drool coming fresh outta the womb Yo girl waiting for my wood like it's a table, yous a b**h man Imma give her a large tip like a rich man Coming through like a Pontiac express I be k**ing beats like cardiac arrests Ya punchlines are some baby think I be putting rappers in line like they waiting at a skating rink Talk to your girl about me, now that's a burr night Every girl want my wood like they some termites It burns, right, like you gon need to call the doc With all these poisonous lyrics you gon need a detox But that ain't never gonna happen As long as all these wack a** rappers steady thinking they be rapping Catch em in a thrift shop, the flow appalls And you know they really gay the way they poke a ball Hopefully he ain't returning cuz his flow so lame After this you know he gone like no more pain