Thewz - Otis (Freestyle) lyrics

Oh, I forgot. I was supposed to talk sh** during this intro Uhh, yeah. I'm the best rapper alive...time to prove it Ok, leggo...squeeze her, don't tease her now It's the return of the umm... Mr. I could k** a track then dodge the murder one Like 2 same charge magnets, I am untouchable And so young I only caught re-runs of the Huxtables Crazy, mad as a hatter And if you diss I'll have you needing swag spelled backwards That's gaws (gauze), pause time This is when they light up the applause sign I'm something kind of like a hero My flow so sharpe, I just need the Magnetic Zeroes Weirdos hate cause they lack taste But my punchlines give them the DeNiro face Yet they still wanna laugh at him Until I last three letters of that wolf gang acronym I'm back again, to k** them all Have 'em looking like leaves in october, blood red and ready to fall Like the white man, I always have the upper hand I like girls who kiss girls, I think I'm Russell Brand Hey Katy if you ever get bored You can take me out shopping for sh** that I can't afford Then I could take you home in my '98 Ford And have your "california girls" bouncing on my head board I know that ain't right but I bet the kitty tight So baby ditch rebecca black this friday night Aight, now back to the slaughter I'm done being innocent...Billy Ray's daughter Got money out the a** like a stripper with a wedgie I like my girls with no bush like when Kim left Reggie Monster with the metaphors, silly with the similes b**hes talk sh** and get a mouth full of mini me's No Verne Troyer I guess now that Johnny Cochran is dead, I should holla at Casey A's lawyer ...maybe that was too soon Rest in peace Kaylee, we'll show your mother her tomb Back to business with a bottle of Guinness That I made from bottled water, lord can I get a witness If I ain't prophet of the year for turning water into beer Then I'll turn every ocean into f**ing everclear And you can put that on your mother like you usually do I've been hot for a minute, it's just new to you I'm not a star, somebody lied I'm a mother f**ing legend in a pro tools session I think I'm Rick Ross Nah I'm playin', I am underweight and never pretended to be a crime boss Last four bars, let's see how I can k** 'em Flow so sick I just sh**ted on penicillin I have the haters' faces looking like Home Alone Kanye and Jay better hand me the f**ing throne