Paroles Wise Ass de Greedy Fingers

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(feat. Necro)

[Verse 1]
I love a stunt that's down to sniff cocaine
A cunt with big cock sucking lips and no brain
A pussy you couldn't shoot up or drug
Car jack you like a cop in pursuit of a thug
Spittin' out like I chewed up a bug
that shottin' thru of a slug
And as for Dolly Partons I'm the type to fuck her juggs
I grew up in a sick place, BROOKLYN
They'd run up on you and say, "Gimme the loot, dickface!"
Got an appetite for destruction like parasites
Kicked in your face, so bloody I fucked up my new pair of Nikes
DAMN! They cost over 100 bucks, OH WELL!
Skull in your grill, I'm more fucked than a hundred sluts
The white Dolamite, I wanna see Janet Jackson
deep throat the mic, it's only right
You're a snake, you known a bite, you're glowning bright
when dynamite rammed up your ass and you explode it nice, BLAM!

[Chorus]
Met the devil and spit in his grill
Told him I'm running hell son chill and you're the next I'll kill
You're know your dead when you sell your soul for bread
life's funny like a bitchass with a hole in his head

[Verse 2]
Clock you like a trife bo
I'll stab your sockets like a psycho
'til you can't see shit,
like your on the toilet bowl with the lights closed
You're below me, homey you don't know me
You wanna play me
Treat me like a saxophone and blow me
Worship my vile grammer, skiis,
Get on your cock suckin' knees,
Prey to me like hammer
I get my dick, jerk right your girl
Imma diss the second i see a tit, with bigger tits
So many look sultry, don't insult me
How dare you ask me not to cheat like adultary
I'm phat like poultry, got a close-up of your grill, it repulsed me (Ewww)
To be truthful, you're ass is only useful
And what the fuck you got to say?
I'll rip your intestines out your ass
and poke your man with them a block away
You hesitant bitch, you've never been sick
You got a cock in your mouth like that 'Dead President' flick
You want me to rhyme, what will you do for me?
You get your girl to suck dick, and I'll rap for you for free
Money is simple, my income triple
The beats get chopped up like Montell Williams nipple
Honey i'll keep it real with you,
Have your pants off, abuse you, and then say "I ain't feelin' you!"
Woman don't understand me, can't shut off a dick
I've seen Lorena Bobbit in the street and cut off a clit
Paybacks a bitch, so bitch pay with your back
Before i fuck a slut i don't know what's pay rate in a crack
The human head, is quite durable
Your mouth should make a very interesting urinal

[Chorus]
Met the devil and spit in his grill
Told him I'm running hell son chill and you're the next I'll kill
You're know your dead when you sell your soul for bread
life's funny like a bitchass with a hole in his head (DIE!)

1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 6, 6, 7, 7, 7, 8, nineteen-ninety-nine!
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 6, 6, 7, 7, 7, 8, nineteen-ninety-nine!

Motherfuckers...
Yeah...
Necro Shit....
Bitch...
You can die...
Feed my song...
Blow yourself...
Die bitch, motherfucker, and that's all...

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