Mr. Len - Love Venom lyrics

[Produced by Mr. Len] [Verse 1: Brewin] Parasitic and a critic of God's gore You gots all of mine but why You waits for the next to Erase my respect Grab the di-dick Just do your duties I'm bout as insecure as you're the immature But you gots cooties Telling me, felony file Your style's forever blaow Acidic your rain and pour Ignoring my pain Like how's the weather, whatever I want therapy from Ron Jeremy on intimacy f** her under the wind Into men, see you later Before the greater good for sure Using you then cruising through your neighborhood for who*es Delorean whip, the story'll flip To the past, Back to the Future Back to recruit for some masters Nowadays I'm Michael J. Fox shook Ya'll style's are crazed But the disciples stay live Look to the old school Was y'all hoes too His mom's was a freak But speaking of mom's Not for nothing, my Mom's the bomb A brother's zoning Edible better chill to spar with my father Cease discussion Probably gotta be my Mother's clone in repercussion Genetic pathetic I'm head sick Reaching for love Reaching above the threshold I'm stressed yo What's up hun Atilla for real, ya sk** destroying your boy And it's clearing out your in a ploy, corruption Now brought Two thousand and one chronicles The demonical, thinking of nonsense Linking with your diamond and guns contents [Hook] You ain't sh** to me Cause love don't live here anymore That's right, f** you That's right, n***a Pack your sh** and leave Love don't live here anymore Sing it [Verse 2: Jean Grae] Yo, if you ever find this n***a He'll be dead with the fishes At the bottom of the East-muthaf**in-River Deliver him straight past the flaming gates of Hades and suffocate him With corpses of crack babies and burning fat ladies You bum n***a Vocabulary limited, primitive mind Thinking big but only f**ing with the average dick size And f** Destiny's Child Put you on blast on the net Take your picture up in AOL chat rooms for men (b**h n***a) That's right gentleman A venomous revenge for offending a feminine, huh n***a, I should John Lennon you Find a chick, pack her p**y with heat and f** lead in you Fill her mouth with razor blades and have her give head to you I'm feeling vengeful Thinking of acupuncture with pencils Your body stenciled out on my single cover Accept the murder charges I'm dreaming of delicious spots for burial plots Murk you then have necrophiliacs f** you in abandoned lots Who's the mack b**h please Get capped in the knees like old horses I'll hobble you, like Kathy Bates in Misery Chivalry, not I'll f** with voodoo and shrivel your co*k Take you hostage Make you f** a prostitute that's deliberately hot Catch a clap, n***a Slash your f**ing limbs off so fast That your Timbs' stay put when your legs get tossed You ain't a diamond, you's a nun-but chrome b**h n***a, black hole for brains Why'd you back and f** with a chick who's deranged Come on now [Hook]