1879

When the black&gold come on the bars come out listen to my previous shit then you know what I am talking about a whole lotta foo’s getting smacked out funnier punchlines leaving foo’s cracked out fiending for more Like a corner store crackwhore at a crap shootout and I don’t sound like I am jacking off when I spitting fire if you say something like that then your a liar pants is on fire while hanging on a telephone wire you need to retire because your tired ass rhymes Is expired like some milk it didn’t age well your shit so old it looks it was written with an inkwell with your beats from 1879 you lost your mind man you need to unwind before you get got like captain Ahab in moby dick who got plucked like duck in a pond very quick I heard something very sick I heard you got a raisin dick and you like to brush your teeth with an ice pick because your mentally sick not lyrically sick your like a scab that should never be picked not lyrically sick your mentally sick that’s suffering from syphilis drip dick