Wolfman D - The Albatross lyrics

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Wolfman D - The Albatross lyrics

I'm so nasty on the mike When I grab that you like The way I hand you a vice Then jack up the price Then they ask if I'm nice I leave them with lice Suffice it to say I'm iller than the dudley d**h device I'm so dope I give weedheads the munchees Crackheads a bum knee I'm banned in 30 countries Cause trust me, if you touch me I'll rearange your face like A plastic surgeon Who can't use precision blades right You dont beef, yo punk a** Need a diet of Steamed leafy greens Cause you can't ingest this riot Of solid beats And hot spicy bars of words f** what you heard, you think you the sh**? I must be 2 turds Spittin slurs Like a klansman in the fifties Cut off your hands Cause your mans lookin shifty f** up your plans Unexpectantly precipitate You f**in with the illest artist Ever to illustrate You worn out Like a rag at a laundromat You ain't ill You just think you're sick like hypocondriacs I break your teeth You weak like centenarians My archives turn rap geniuses To librarians My rhymes burn like a perm I'm like a street chemist Lacing my dope rhymes with sherm To get them hatin on me They try to take me for my bread I get the skatin on them They style so dead I gotta use carbon dating on them Hop in the gym To practice my rhyme tactics I'm lighting em up like match sticks I'm grindin em up like cat bits To feed to my carnivorous Cactus you what you lookin at? Think i'm crooked, but sane I'm straight bat sh** Crazy like I'm on daisy While myrtle watchin me swayin this lady I knock her boots Then get ghost like patrick swayze With clay, moldin my verse in her hands They askin me bout my plans? My rhymes hit like gamma-rays Stereo tactic Precision, I'm on a mission To make them mad when they listen I'm kickin them in the shins To tell the doc, they got 10 in pain Then I score 10 in the paint To get so hot that you faint You tryin to get out the game I'm so didactic You rang? you got 7 days to live But i'm like god to these demons Pots and pans to the greens If you know what i mean Without me, you just mad lost You double crossin the ma**es To get your freedom for free I'm the albatross