Grand Slam (feat. Stargo Da Don)

Hehehe hahahaha Yes! (Roger that) Drop it Ugh Listen I'm like a million Pina Coladas As mean as schools of Piranhas Hotter than the heat from the sun And you just a sauna Got the meanest demeanor Dealing subpoenas And fellas and hyenas Acting and spazzing off as rappers I'm breaking these lighters Regressing Tactical advancing Like machetes Slashing the beat From the top of the flow it's just gushing with heat when I start to smash WHO THAT? The answer is the angriest masochist fucking up the beat The shit's the nastiest Call the activist To react to this Oh my God! He's disastrous Breaking the leg He's Lazarus Making em beg for their hands at the edge of the keg When I'm slouching it Oh my word! He's so passionate Taking the brains and he smashing em Draining the veins and I'm wrapping em Taking the names and I'm tagging em Cos you outta the picture Mark it and fixed ya with he poked you with the devil's pitcher Till you leaking with juice (Jews) Like Bar Mitzvah Lemme think huh My dick's hard Lemme stick it in your chick huh Im outta this world Walk on the moon This is Hip Hop! Heheee "Who the f*ck said that? Who's this funny lil -dominoe - shaped - plangled- toe- cocksucker down here Who just signed his own death warrant? Well, no shit! What have we got here? Fucking comedian Private joker I admire your honesty Hell I like you! You can come over to my house and f*ck my sister" Yeah See get your mind blown Faster than a cyclone that's running on Nitro Get your mic blown Listening to my flow Whenever you're in the right zone Turn the lights on I know you're scared What imma do when the lights off So I'm pushing it through your left ear And I'm pulling it out your right ear When I'm in your vicinity I'm killing every rapper until its infinity I'm rolling in with my crew we more high man (hymen) like virginity See we finna be The best on the set when you talking lyrically So it's impossible for you to walk in the shoes of a **** We stay dope No amphetamines We load on artilleries We hope that you won't want to join all our enemies The felonies on these melodies Make inevitable memories So ain't no way in hell You saying you forgetting me See imma be a centerpiece if it takes every percent of me And I stay on my grind whether you a foe or a friend of me Feel the adrenaline settling with all these rhymes I'm peddling I make you smile Bring the color to your cheeks; melanin You're so ugly you could be a modern art masterpiece Do you suck dick? Sir No Sir! Bullshit! I bet you could suck a golf ball through a garden hole Sir No Sir! I don't like the name Lawrence Only faggots and sailors are called Lawrence From now on you're Golden Pile Sir Yes Sir! Do you think I'm cute? Private Pile? Do you think I'm funny? I give a Nun hell Atheist; nothing A hoe; heaven Head crack 666 with no 7 Murk cats on wax with rap My flow weapon Then I been doing time in my grind I'm no felon Mind blowing in the coupe With no roof Got no melon Or in the trap house I blacks out like No shelling Suicidal to my idols And my rivals Like the Eiffel Tower I stand tall With nothing to stand on Plus nothing to stand for I'm that close from being perfect Acknowledge my knowledge Cos I feel I deserve it These other rappers talent Is half penny or worthless Got em looking like transporters when they get nervous My purpose On earth is Live it up to my verdict Cos niggas is colder Than immigrants when they deserted Bring the shock outta you like bad news when you heard it When I'm driven by emotion I won't be needing permits