Pat D - Edadiik lyrics

[Verse 1: Blacksmith] I was born as a crack baby to a fat black lady I act half crazy when I spit you'll catch rabies Me and my crew light up some stick trees And go in like a pregnant b**h at mickey d's If you got something to say put your lips where my dick is at While I kick a rap that hits you harder than a whiff of crack Dope fiends withdrew when they heard us To find competition I would have to look the word up Scrambled thoughts form as the beat keeps going And spit hard lines to get TVs stolen Fiends broke in your house started chocking you out Drank your Kool Aid and f**ed your b**h over the couch These rappers mad cause I get under their skin like melanin But if you a felon and selling crack why you telling than Life's a b**h and I keep mine in check Your b**h is looking bad showing signs of neglect So POTS that's my motherf**ing click And if you don't like it you can s** a motherf**ing... [Verse 2: nomeL] Let me introduce you to the dude who performing lyrical voodoo On the microphone Leave his mic alone He ain't stutter like Sylvester but might rock you like Stallone If you're separating leagues than we in one of our own If you want to talk about it we could get into the story Of the level headed rebel walking with the essence of a warrior Developing the formula then on the mic he tore it up No warning ya And you better hope that we on the same team Cause no matter what POTS sk** is still iller than gang green Plain seen by all who bothered to observe How observed the fact that an MC would remain vain On a track to obtain fame When I get on a track man it gets simple and plain slain My state of brain insane But I maintain the same ill flow He'll go off topic Talking about back in the days when we was learning how to rock it It took time and patience to perfect the flow But that's just how anything else go You gotta practice to learn how to work it And practice makes perfect [Verse 3: Eazy Eeb] Last night I dreamt I was getting my dick s**ed by a sick duck Sneezing lip stick all over my big nuts while I drove a pink truck So I smacked it off then I jacked it off Cause if I walked with a bo*er it'd be like walking with a log I rap with a purpose like we swimming in water Yall stink yall hard wood but I'll turn your a** into saw dust Homerun you a goner f** chivalry and honor Cause homie I'm the law and your b**h is the order Yea my name is Eazy Eeb and you know I still go in Ain't nobody got the minerals to f** with my vitamins That's why I'm driving down the highway drunk as f** again After downing a fifth of gin inside someone's stolen Benz Bring it to a chop shop and cash out on the f**ing rims That's how we make money in the state of Michigan Where we don't need a reason to steal your b**h again What you mean, yea I got a knife but I swear I won't stab your back my friend Psych [Verse: Dewopa] Is the gla** half empty or is it half full f** a gla** give me half a swisher and a couple pulls And I'll be flying like MJ when he played for the Bulls While other rappers softer than a pillow stuffed with lambs wool So better move your hand because I ain't giving you some dap f** all you corny rappers with your dumb rap I should engrave my lyrics on your head with a thumbtack As a reminder for you to never ever again come whack Cause I've been nice since the days of Thunder Cats Running through more trees than lumberjacks You hating you can eat a hundred sacks Man I promise that you don't want next at bat You fat rat's a** crack Cause your punchlines do as muck damage as an armless fighter And your mom must be a pepper because my peter piped her And yall look stupid talking about you would murder If life was a movie yall would work at good burger Can I take your order f** out of here you f**ing queer [Outro] P-O-T-S