big mama
Uh, uh, fuck you Frank
Yo, big mama, selling narcota
How much do it cost bitch? None, zip, nada
Run from policia, ain't no drama
Fresh new Adidas for the newborn stamina
Flow so purdy, I would turn around and fuck it
Asian girl screams, that's a Bangkok Ruckus
Not a crack-pipe, but I crack pipe, vocally
Pipe kids down with the black cane, locally
Got a thick layer of bullshit that covers me
Spying on your girl from a tree like Discovery Channel
Bust through your girl's vag' canal
Fuck her in the ass, less humps than a camel
Yo, riddle this fictitious little kiddle that rinse dishes
Blow kisses to bad girls, they flinch itches
Mad sketchy like Craigslist, ain't shit
Y'all finish short, like a midget at the races
When I'm on the beat, I'm something like a cypher
Podium possess pig, keep it old-school, like a typewriter
Night-rides a horse, well, I'm a knight rider
Something like a king bombing all these Al-Quaders (Bitch)
No, I'm just scanning the thin line
Between a piece of shit and a battle of ill minds
I got dumb people that be testing my rhymes
But I can bend around the process and be steadily inclined
So when they ask, "Who am I?"
Make a death slow and they feel the pain
And when I'm not on my pill
My brain deteriorates and I go insane