Sam Rothstein PaperChaser Gordon Quincey Oree I swear Im born abnormally absurd If I give you a piece of mind, youve been disorderly disturbed Thats my word, flip similes and verbs, now Im eating Retreating for seconds and thirds, yall niggas seasoned (Oh, you salty) Dont worry what we ate, you dont want that plate I combine yours with mine quake, and make the earth shake Supernatural disaster on you half-ass rappers Pass the herb to an actual pastor, word to the black lip bastard That drop knowledge like a Five Percenter Every time I drop a line, it touch like five placentas Schooling your offspring, drop heat all spring And stay hot for five Novembers, I think yall niggas lost me Joey Bada$$- 95 til Infinity
Posted on: Mon, 20 Oct 2014 17:33:29 +0000
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