[s p i n e s p l i t]
i want ya'll to smell the dust on my shit
lick the spit off and peel the crust off my tip
spine split down the side of the cover type shit
i seen every single one of ya'll rocking my fit....

gitty mcgriddle grip, the lick that he born with
porn shit. titty pic. brittle title belt he adorned with
torn shirt, dirty chucks, don't give two fucks that he poor, shit
been rocking those same damn jorts since '94, shit.
but ya'll adore it, livejournal it, bite the steelo
i seen more dirty white boys here than at home fuckin depot
plenty of people that can attest to the scene
they straight molested the kid the way they carressin my peen
this mess is a place
pobody's O-R's public domain now
fuck with me L? don't matta, hell ain't hot on the way down
i stay down. my steez stays the same fuckin temperature
a pimp for sure, bite that
too spicy huh? my bad.

the rest of this shit's nothin
got beef muffins in the oven
barely noon, scary richard's up to fuckin somethin
hat cocked sideways, cock always post eruption
I DON'T GIVE A FUCK WHAT YOU THINK OF THE PRODUCTION
i got good with my hands because a toolie ain't cheap
before i sweat ya'll, i jot it down as fule for these beats
a fools gotta eat, lets see what i'd get for you cleats
ahh shit, reeks of freaks that ain't washed their feets in weeks
but what should i expect from these cheaps
the beat could be mean and ya'll still whiping tears from your cheeks
you'll never catch me whining bruh, it's 2025 in here
the underground excited and i'm never fuckin signing shit
i keep my knuckles close to my nuts at all times
keep some brass knuckles close to my nuts at all times
i keep a close clique of straight mutts and canines
that's a belt buckle bustin butts type of rhyme
and we'll peel your wig back, leave you lookin like a dyke
what you got for us to loot, esos son rebok o son nike?

©fuck your label. forever