lyrical monster

Lyrical monster mobster caligula no imposter im the franchise fuck your roster nba national baller association posterize ya shity face in slam on rappers without a clue you missin teeth mush mouth with no clue i strangle you to death meaning you dont no what to expect lyrical death sicker than a vatriliquist about to vomit im on one talkin greesy this girl swallow nuts please me but girl just dont tease me as i replenish my fluids throwed of first to forth thats how i treat these whores lyricaly unsentimental niggas need to learn my fundamentals. Its essential consequently i'll remove ya feelings you to sentimental in i cut to the core check ya card hoe card hood pass revoked roll on a nigga like 20 inch spokes blow smoke out my mouth reroute your directions reflections of friends when i didnt go in and tear them limb from limb benz or beamer im mutha phuckin big dreamer ahead like a nigga about fuck a bitch with a 15 inch wiener nigganatti black maserati holdin keys to a condo a manision and a ferrari let alone in a cold world colder than hell freezing the ozone if possiable you never no pop shot your ass to death on some floyd mayweather shit rollin like 60's big crip or denver lanez blood in blood out gang bang shit every body talkin bout blow hole in ya fitted yeah im with the shits i spit it one of the trillest realest that ever did it sure i'll your ghost write your shit nigga im wit it cant quit it my taste is equiste tell me the time call me lil half dead but im not dead like lil half dead roll with mobster robbers your friendy niebhor hood playa patna you reading this the illest shit im a nigga you dont want to fuck wit some you is bitch all clitoris im on a solo tip so i do solo shit like my dick in ya moms mouth forgive me lord pops in ma wasnt strong anuff they just went down when your standing up life wants to take you down im the lyrical wolf of wallstreet pop sheets with my lady doin my dishes florentino ariza type nigga i play needy so i get good and plenty cuase bitches always love a broken hearted nigga they wanna console me while they get stroked by me litterally im the champ grand champ at that theres more than one way to skin a cat cuz ladies i been drinkin tonite it alright im not the type of nigga to go fly a kite off in the wind im up for the wind dont pretend this is my lyrical thesis hypothsis read and study it