Huh, here go another one y 'all, welcome to the new millennium, huh, Chicago's tickets,
Chicago flow, actual manure, shittin' and smudgin', spittin' the bludgeon, where y 'all
gettin' fucked outta your publishin' and splittin' your budget, I'm from where cats cook cocaine
for a propane set to a low flame, move work premeditated before the dough came, no names
pick a whole brain and hit the ass with no loot and no game, home and domain of where
the most sickenin' flow reign, where y 'all niggas claim y 'all fo' fo' aim, we don't
just outline with the chalk here, we shade in the whole frame, ready, on your marks,
plan to fuck with me, you better iron out the details and be heavy on the starch, from
day one I've been clearly regarded as being the most lyrically severely retarded, put
that on my dearly departed, I found through molesting touch tracks, niggas know I go against
the grain like wipin' my ass from butt crack to nutsack, where y 'all said fuck the world,
I had to commit acts of porn, hittin' in front of back with my dick stuck in a crack of dawn,
since pediatrics I spit 3D graphics, shittin' on every rapper you give a shout to and sad
you wack little sneaky jacket, top speed at the midwestern conference, I'm spittin'
circus around y 'all like a dyke tongue around a bitch's breath of comfort, blow me and swallow
every mineral fortified, all off, you can hang that up quicker than Jordan did 45, I'm
too mentally disturbed to spite, I'm kickin' motherfuckers under the muffler, you won't
even make it to the club tonight, I rap where the corners is cold blooded, drug traffic
is so flooded, life's worth is low budget, and the sickest MC's flow rugged, if you
can't relate, so fuck it, fuck y 'all, I rap where the corners is cold blooded, drug
traffic is so flooded, life's worth is low budget, and the sickest MC's flow rugged,
if you can't relate, so fuck it, fuck y 'all, in this world designed to linen and ice driven,
I accurately flip it, vice givin' an earner, nice livin' a turn, I'm too nice for your
own good, would be nice if you had a fan base of at least one single motherfucker from
your own hood, pity's no more, knowin' Mr. Nice Guy, never mind who the nice is, I'm
nicer, and you ain't shit but a nice twat, and that's just bein' nice about it, you need
to have a nice one to save face like a presidential rollie with the ice about it, careful who
you fuckin' and flowin' with, I'm throwin' spits, fire fillin' deep wood, and I got a
nice way of showin' shit, nothin' nice, nothin' nice to stick around in your jaws, thought
of a mic feedback and get a nice round of applause, spit twice to phlegm, drop Christ
in jail, so God tell him, don't hate, say thank you, son, that was awfully nice of him,
I shine too precisely, son, spit off the violin and spill crimson red with a black ballpoint,
nicely done, why you worry about makin' nice impressions, you should, I got all of you
suspect ass niggas, so -called nice in question, whether you got a nice ass or a thorough grill
with the ice blowin' ya, to put it nicely, fuck you and nice knowin', I read where the
corners is cold -blooded, drug traffic is so flooded, life's work is low budget, and the
sick of some seeds blowin' rugged, if you can't relate, so fuck it, fuck y 'all, I rest
my crown wearin' straight dogs, eat remains, and lick up brains, the high school hoop stars
slayin' at pick -up games, when triggers with the hiccups aim, a world where insanity rules,
and we drop gems by cockin' back hammers and aimin' at the family jewel, show our love
with hatred looks, and Cook County reinstate the crooks, and bodies catchier than fuckin'
only by nature hooks, and niggas throws a soul at any price, fuck with the penny nice,
you plenty nice, I shot many dice with the antichrist, that bar kill, any nice, I spit
virus, none of you cats fathom, like spreadin' AIDS through turntable needles and scratch
patterns, flows that separate and detect atoms, crackin' jokes at motherfuckers while layin'
on a deathbed like Patch Adams, it's a thin line between those that repin' forced flags,
playin' the middle like a thug nigga dressin' a forced drag, I'm breakin' dicks up like
divorce flags, shit only plays out gettin' five mics is in your ass, so fuck the source
I read where the corn is, it's cold -blooded, drug traffic is so flooded, life's work is
low -budget, and it's sick of some C's flow rugged, if you can't relate, so fuck it,
I read where the corn is, it's cold -blooded, drug traffic is so flooded, life's work is
low -budget, and it's sick of some C's flow rugged, if you can't relate, so fuck it,
f*ck y 'all
