Pro Era - Florists lyrics

[Intro] Yes yes y'all, I delete What? Hold up [Verse 1] Tangles and star banglers Astral projecting through telekinesis messages the Creeper, the specimen The man who's overly chauvinistic Who bumps Madlib and scrap people with mad libs A dish best served cold Tote this bud, it's wiser to use blunt roll Induce gas guzzlers Ma** of the dice cee-lo with mad hustlers Now back to the nap raps where Grandma is slain for the fanny pack Told the stashin and the fashion It's the Creeper, stay flashin Images and nudies of girls screamin, "cooties" It's only cause I got the woodie I just wanna get the cookie This the type of sh** I do in my sleep The most slept on like the pillow plus the sheets Most of these n***as think they hot sh** Get hit with the mic and come out with clean a** rap sheet Weak emcees, I ate half of them Like a male burp out chains like old cartoons burp out names It's a Beast Coast veteran Go ahead, let em in, check the regimen Who you think you better than? Nicer than me, Slow That Down, don't get clapped Put them together, first letters, all caps when you say that Man what you earn? More just than you earn Might as well make your income the creases in the couches Please learn, Man you wanna? Yeah it's your turn to face this L like p**y eaters with gonorrhea Let it burn, might as well be interracial She said she love facials Wait, hold on, come again Hold on, bring a friend, you know shorty is a ten The PE hooligans swing around then Kirk Knizzy in the house, the Creeper all about Ima show you what emceeing is really about Like yes, yes y'all, I delete all Make emcees withdraw from my left balls? It get dramatic, screaming help You can't take it, shoot yourself I never address the ties, my n***a shoot yourself Like sorry Ms. Waters, I can't take the rain But beside the fact, man I'm glad you came Next round, took out the pistol with a calcite crystal Balance the shoe missels but no toe It was all brittle Thinking all schizo After the fact she tried to call me "little" Little did she know she let me hit for a nickel Same color strand like the Skittle Pitful, read her straight like a kittle Water side-tracking Creeper stop slacking Stop macking and n***a start straight attacking This the type of sh** I do in my sleep Leader of the nap raps, my n***a pick thissssss