Tasmanian Devil

Spitting off the fucking top again Gang Starr was working Well, I was jerking in the monster den Fucking mosh of men piling for the proper pen Possibly its written for the posse Bitch it's oxygen Toss a model off the rocks and give her Parkinson's Then park in handicaps and say I got her if she fall again Fucking frolicking through commas, skipping common cents College was the option 'til my momma got some common sense Von is so legit, mocking all the pros' shit You didn't know of him, but now you surely must acknowledge him Cold as frozen shit Posing in the photos with the hostess bitch's older sis Don't nut? Bitch this donor dick Count in minutes, never seconds that's for losers You be choosing different juices at your grocery store I was broke a year ago, mere dinero cops a cereal box Ferragamo durag, can't hear you if you was there or not Fucking drop her off, toss her an apartment lock Then tell she a rockstar and prolly "baby thanks a lot" Von go crazy like I'm Kanye on a normal day But normal feel the same when I ain't praying in my rover range AK46 sticking to your hoes's tits Motion of ocean, but I'm hoping you ain't motion, bitch Catch me blasting like I'm Action Jackson rapping With a strap inside these pants, but you can't see cuz I'm sagging ass Here's some facial paint, white just like the Joker face Finger shades of gray erased like pre k back in '98 Still don't give a f*ck Assistants clean what teachers did Nice to meet you bitch, I'm Pigpen, as a older kid