[Oddy Nuff da $now Leopard] I'm a shark attack bitch you ever seen one in the summer, it's getting dark marked the coordinates cause here I come to rip this track to shreds so tell them mutha-fuckin slumpas
Now that I'm fed I'm gonna bring the thunda cut the strings and beat the drummer, shit kick boy run it to the side first bitch lives slurp why drive cursed chick-to-check the meter, speeding in the wide hearse I'm a sin seeker, skull fuck the grim reaper, and did-it-again but deeper
Nah I ain't living life right but I ain't living wrong either, see the way I hoped the scotch adjust the notch and bust the fucking speakers, oh it's too loud? you want me to turn it down, nah-didn't know you could hear it from the bleachers
Go tell the teacher I don't give a fuck, Know why? this is that basket rap in case you lacked the matter of fact like a rat trapped, action packed like a blunt wrapped in plastic wax, my flow is casted like a lass an duwhacks, you off your horse of course so map your tracks so-we-do-not knock you off your course, than I chop with an axe, hatches grasps an casket naps, listening for that gasp
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Please relax as I relapse around these tracks like the cherry on my bitches blunt wraps fucking busting knee caps mind your own beeswax my nut sack you will realise then drown in this tree sap, I hard he packed ya bags and I don't know when you'll be back