[Intro: BlabberMouf] I be flowin around with lyrical bu*ter smutthering ya arteries Blabbermouf is on the mic and propo funk is on the beats This sh** is bu*ter [Hook] Word sh** is bu*tah word the mother, word sh** Word sh** is bu*tah the ruffer lyrical bu*tah to smother [X4] [Verse 1: BlabberMouf] s**as with that bu*ta sh** that make everybody start wondering How I get down with that funkiness with rhymes that are astonishing Let me tell you I've bin perfecting my art for years Working hard for a cause make real hip hop re appear And I double dare any wack emcee to interfere Don't cross my path I bend you in half no one will be spared (we representing) from the right to the left front to the rear I got truck loaded of rhymes so I'm never unprepared And my punchlines will hit you like an indian spear N slice right trough all you gimmicks and wannabe's out here I'm the blabber( blabber) mic (snatcha) Blunt wrapper smack a rapper when I spit flying daggers I'm the master of all cyphers Figger that all you rappers is house cats I be a raging lion Earing sh** up with the finger lickin flava I'm frying so what you trying forget it Realize there ain't no other aaah sh** I flow with rhymes thats bu*ter [Hook] Word sh** is bu*tah word the mother, word sh** Word sh** is bu*tah the ruffer lyrical bu*tah to smother [X4] [Verse 2: BlabberMouf] You so called rappers aah man what a blunder Shut ya trap ya can't rap or compete with this here bu*ter yo I got lyrics harder them armed concrete this is roots and culture And propo be bringin boombappin bomb beats Bound to bumrush ya So wa**up you think you got the balls to step to this call me the nut crusher This is real dope ain't no synthetic sh** Pushin this lyrical h**ne 100 % pure dopeness I'm truly excellent the perfectionist Blabber is the emcee, 88 is the instrumentalist I'm spaced out like George Jetson When it comes to writin rhymes I'm in a different dimension Soon as I start expressin with rhytmic perfection I put wack emcee to sleep by lethal lyrical injections In every session you can even ask ya mother Word to god that's why this sh** is bu*ta [Hook] Word sh** is bu*tah word the mother, word sh** Word sh** is bu*tah the ruffer lyrical bu*tah to smother [X4] [Verse 3: BlabberMouf] With rhyme styles that's infinite like the Mandelbrot set I rush in like a demolition squad quick to dismantle ya raps I'm a rebel with rhythmic compositions I (stand strong) Da mista blabber (known), for the relentless rhythms he spit Jup, (so bring it on) here come the verbal hell raizer I can't stop its obsessive compulsive behavior To wreck sh** impressive the bu*ter we bustin is major I got inspiration to make my verses jump off the paper With the ruffness for ya eardrums the bu*ter is in effect We millenniums ahead of ya when it comes down to rap I smoke more mics then tommy chong smoke buddah So lyrically I be the Gatlin gun , you just a six shooter Me and and 88 we steady cookin up the funk While you s**as need to stop rappin and pick up a book So peace to all the true heads straight up I got it covered Haha cause now they know this sh** is bu*ter [Outro Hook] Word sh** is bu*tah word the mother, word sh** Word sh** is bu*tah the ruffer lyrical bu*tah to smother [X4]