Asked her age, she paused for a week
Said, “I was there when the Sphinx learned to speak”
Dope
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Asked her age, she paused for a week
Said, “I was there when the Sphinx learned to speak”
Dope
Tasmanian devil fury gory as Voorhees
Bars are pure heat lighting up emcee's and more trees
Circle so small I forgot the passcode,
Only day-ones in the room when the bag showed
Mexican Southerner scalawag from a land where made men get body-bagged
Get blown like airbags, crashin’ through your syntaxFuck around and wear a du-rag, thinkin’ you got an impact
It's a crusade crushing mics to rubble like JChavez
No need to open chests we cripple crabs left with cracked legs
Mexican Bin Laden in mountainous caves near Tora Bora, I too am a God of War with a murderous mantra
These Aunt Jehmama emcee's sweeter than RuPaul
Leave them out of publication like the N.O.I. paper The Final Call
Paul Mooney at Laugh Factory how I hastily clown corny emcees
You're the type to ask for spreadsheets on fiends one day and drop bars about du-rags and airbags the next, like its all a dream..........
Sadistic genes guillotines in bloodstream, Frank Costello will be departed with defeated dreams
Bitches call me Todd Bridge's for my different strokes
Magnum dump in the vagina after persistent pokes
I've flexed magnum force since way before Adriana La Cerva owned the Crazy Horse
Certified for the emcee's I fried on open fire
Mantra smoking sires the arsonist articulate writer
M.O.P. will tell you I’m street certified, proficient with a .45 like Bonnie and Clyde