[Verse 1: Mic Galper]
This is concrete jungle Louisville to the cranium we comin with a Bat boy yankee stadium I fill up an aquarium with blood using Vegetarian because you don´t beef we want your salad tossed
And you´s a faggot dog your heart pumps applesauce if I had your Head on my shoulders I´d probably hack it off
I spit on tracks if I´m tryna battle ya´ll ya´ll meaner rappers let me Flip through my catalog
Ooooh I wanna murder this one let him know how I kiss his girl With this slick tongue
I let the beat pound your chest like king kong
I got a big bong my eyes ching chong
My moms ? laundry she found a pink thong
I said mom sorry she was a thick blonde
And you know how they get clumsy and shit light a dutchy then I Fuck em and dip
[Verse 2: Chris Webby]
Bow down to the sounds dog fuck it I be ill
Underground like a hog call me Punxsutany Phil
But I won´t see my shadow and be duckin in the hole
Cause everyday is 420 when your puffin on the bowl
Got em saying uh oh nah fuck no when I hit em with these bars by the damn truckload
And ain´t nobody hotta I´m flyer then a choppa
I got a poker face and got the lady´s going gaga
Akuna matata got white boy lingo
In this galaxy to be a star like ringo
? the landing gear and take flight like a flamingo I´m a dog like a Dingo
Call me bingo
Everyday I rap to astound and since I do when I go
Out I get nothing but dap and some pounds and any freestyle cypher I found I hold it down like the head of somebody I was Tryna drown
[Verse 3: Mic Galper]
Well if you want it then you got it body getting so erotic
See the rappin is my hobby but it help me with the models
I don´t do much talkin they just hear me talkin on the instrumental
Flowin they like it I keep goin see I carry many weapons for the Session when we get to breathin hard ? we can talk about it later Mommy hotter then a quator
Told her see you later so who am
This is concrete jungle Louisville to the cranium we comin with a Bat boy yankee stadium I fill up an aquarium with blood using Vegetarian because you don´t beef we want your salad tossed
And you´s a faggot dog your heart pumps applesauce if I had your Head on my shoulders I´d probably hack it off
I spit on tracks if I´m tryna battle ya´ll ya´ll meaner rappers let me Flip through my catalog
Ooooh I wanna murder this one let him know how I kiss his girl With this slick tongue
I let the beat pound your chest like king kong
I got a big bong my eyes ching chong
My moms ? laundry she found a pink thong
I said mom sorry she was a thick blonde
And you know how they get clumsy and shit light a dutchy then I Fuck em and dip
[Verse 2: Chris Webby]
Bow down to the sounds dog fuck it I be ill
Underground like a hog call me Punxsutany Phil
But I won´t see my shadow and be duckin in the hole
Cause everyday is 420 when your puffin on the bowl
Got em saying uh oh nah fuck no when I hit em with these bars by the damn truckload
And ain´t nobody hotta I´m flyer then a choppa
I got a poker face and got the lady´s going gaga
Akuna matata got white boy lingo
In this galaxy to be a star like ringo
? the landing gear and take flight like a flamingo I´m a dog like a Dingo
Call me bingo
Everyday I rap to astound and since I do when I go
Out I get nothing but dap and some pounds and any freestyle cypher I found I hold it down like the head of somebody I was Tryna drown
[Verse 3: Mic Galper]
Well if you want it then you got it body getting so erotic
See the rappin is my hobby but it help me with the models
I don´t do much talkin they just hear me talkin on the instrumental
Flowin they like it I keep goin see I carry many weapons for the Session when we get to breathin hard ? we can talk about it later Mommy hotter then a quator
Told her see you later so who am
( Mic Galper )
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