Famous Last World Testo

Ha Haha Haha Haha Ha Ha Ha (word a mouth) Verse 1: Step right up, step right up And listen close Fuck da beef And just left the pot roast Some shorties try to high boast I ?block? em out Puff blunts and drink private stocks of stout I gots no doubt To let the flow out My windpipe I make ya clap, clap ya hands Like twin ?hype? I keep my stems ripe Puffin' on a peace pipe Quick fast Like Grease Light I'm gonna recite Rhymes re-ignite the mic When the beat strikes It get me hype When ya punks try to beef bite Tight, lyrics that I write is outta site Like a satellite You can't battle right Grab ya mic tight ?Groove? like cellulite I can tell you might Be the type to bite And all ?metabolite? All you rappers that bite Unite And form like parasite And swarm like locust at night With the focus to bite I take flight and rise the farenheight Verse 2: Arms locked in combat Bombs locked on target ?Arm? blocked the march While the flows are bombarded Arch rivals stifled By the likes of ?????? Slice ya face and neck Place the set collect Pay ya debt Place ya bet Stakes is hi-jinx chase my jet If crazy heads don't make em pets I'm with the dead Got butt-naked snakes and bad fate To take my ?bed? I fucked mother nature Made her ten nigga spread And ain't break a sweat Flowin' like Perry on the 28th and Mayhem I make census worth a pennyweight Evacuate This track'll make you chickenheads ejaculate You can't imaginate My fire make ya flow evaporate Set the date Step to the square I scared the record straight Deficate in ya mouth and house you like Section 8 Near the rate Of these litigates Will leave a better taste in your flow So middle aged men, will obliterate Chorus: I could burn ya, I could learn ya Somthin' by ya, I could earn ya type (Famous Last Words) I could defeat you, beseetch you To retreat, delete you (Famous Last Words) Son I blast you, I smash you Point my Gat at you, Bless You (Famous Last Words) I'm the toughest, brag, and puffin drags With they heads in a duffle bag (Famous Last Words) Verse 3: Mc's scared to be square My styles intimidatin' They mimic me, timidly Simulatin' my semetry Claim they innovatin' I seen like Satan Breaking they flow with flames (DISENIGRATIN') When they taking it all in vain Main lie generatin' Dialers and followers at the same time They call my name Hollerin' in the Hall of Fame I shine like halogen Got it locked with ball and chain Ya'll all remain minute I dilute, ya potency No MC could hold the fate of my future Verse 4: 1,2 Skip to My Loo This lyric swerve through I house you like a curfew Curse you I hit you off with they hex I got more tech than Apex That spray necks YO Fuck safe sex You get suplex In my two storie duplex Yo' rhymes is rejects Pulled down like v-necks Yo who next? I take a ?four? I stake me all in they heart I'm way smart I went to K-Mart And stole a Go Kart Without the flow chart When the show start I cause a ruckus With rhymes on like Alan >From Nassau to Suffix I stuff chicks I tuck dicks Caught in the mix It depend The dizzy flow will leave you seasick Yo frequent If I ruled the world My first to free would be Rick Hey yo my rhymes is mad phat My mic's bulemic Ya style's anemic My scenic visions cycle like the one in prisms My rhymes is larger than any tiny micro-organisms Metaphors has risen over the top I kick the ancient bee bop Pump Like a Reebok See through my eyes Then a peacock I leave you as a laughin' stock I'm gattin flocks of mc's Who plastic glocks in they rhyme But due time I reach my true prime Deaf like pantimime As I chant a rhyme You can't deny My plan to plant ya mind Inside my pocket The lyric pilot keep ya in the cockpit I rock shit I fucking box it I'm highly toxic...poison I make more noise than a block orchestra I'm stalkin' ya Follow my road I'm forkin' ya To the path So YO! Tell a friend Tell a foe Tell a hoe Tell any fellow I do it right like Danny Aeillo I'm coming at you like a helo-copter Chop ya Couldn't hold the mic if I spot ya Chorus