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Like Fields Quote: HEY GIRL, YOU KNOW, OUR ECONOMY'S IN THE TOILET<BR /> BUT I'M STILL GONNA TREAT YOU RIGHT<BR /> I SAID YOU CAN HAVE WHATEVER YOU LIKE, IF YOU LIKE<BR /> I SAID YOU CAN HAVE WHATEVER YOU LIKE, IF YOU LIKE<BR /> YEAH<BR /> <BR /> TATER TOTS, COLD DUCK ON ICE<BR /> AND WE CAN CLIP COUPONS ALL NIGHT<BR /> AND BABY YOU CAN HAVE WHATEVER YOU LIKE, IF YOU LIKE<BR /> I SAID YOU CAN HAVE WHATEVER YOU LIKE, IF YOU LIKE<BR /> YEAH<BR /> <BR /> TAKE YOU OUT FOR DINNER ANYWHERE THAT YOU PLEASE<BR /> LIKE BURGER KING OR MICKEY D'S<BR /> AND BABY YOU CAN HAVE WHATEVER YOU LIKE, IF YOU LIKE<BR /> I SAID YOU CAN EVEN HAVE THE LARGE FRIES, LARGE FRIES<BR /> YEAH<BR /> <BR /> BABY, YOU SHOULD KNOW I AM REALLY QUITE A SWEET GUY<BR /> WHEN I BUY YOU BATHROOM TISSUE, I ALWAYS GET THE 2-PLY<BR /> WANT IT, YOU CAN GET IT, MY DEAR<BR /> I GOT MY COSTCO MEMBERSHIP CARD RIGHT HERE<BR /> <BR /> YEAH YOU LIKE TOP RAMEN? NEED TOP RAMEN?<BR /> GOT A CUPBOARD FULL OF 'EM, I'LL KEEP 'EM COMIN'<BR /> YOU WANT IT, I GOT IT, GO GET IT, JUST HEAT IT<BR /> DUMP THE FLAVOR PACKET ON IT AND EAT IT<BR /> <BR /> PORK AND BEANS AND MINUTE RICE<BR /> AND WE CAN PLAY CRIBBAGE ALL NIGHT<BR /> AND BABY YOU CAN HAVE WHATEVER YOU LIKE, IF YOU LIKE<BR /> I SAID YOU CAN HAVE WHATEVER YOU LIKE, IF YOU LIKE<BR /> YEAH<BR /> <BR /> I CAN TAKE YOU TO THE LAUNDROMAT DOWNTOWN<BR /> AND WATCH ALL THE CLOTHES GO 'ROUND AND 'ROUND<BR /> AND BABY WE CAN GO WHEREVER YOU LIKE, IF YOU LIKE<BR /> I SAID WE CAN GO WHEREVER YOU LIKE, IF YOU LIKE<BR /> YEAH<BR /> <BR /> HOTTEST SHORTY I KNOW, IF YOU HAD SOME LIPO<BR /> YOU COULD BE SECOND RUNNER-UP MISS OHIO<BR /> SEVEN DOLLAR BILLS ROLLED UP INSIDE MY PLASTIC BILLFOLD<BR /> BUY YOU A BAGEL EVEN IF IT IS A DAY OLD<BR /> <BR /> AND YOU NEVER EVER GOTTA WEAR YOUR SISTER'S OLD CLOTHES<BR /> LONG AS I'M STILL ASSISTANT MANAGER AT KINKO'S<BR /> CUT YOUR HAIR WITH SCISSORS AND A SOUP BOWL<BR /> YOU AIN'T GOTTA PAY ME, THAT'S THE WAY THAT I ROLL<BR /> <BR /> MY CHICK CAN HAVE WHAT SHE WANT<BR /> AT WAL-MART SHE CAN PICK OUT ANYTHING SHE WANT<BR /> I KNOW GIRL, YOU AIN'T NEVER HAD A MAN LIKE THAT<BR /> WHO DOESN'T MAKE YOU BUY GENERIC BRAND LIKE THAT<BR /> <BR /> YEAH YOU LIKE MY HYUNDAI? SEE MY HYUNDAI?<BR /> I CAN TAKE YOU TO SEE YOUR COUSIN PHIL NEXT SUNDAY<BR /> BUT THAT'S KINDA FAR AND I'M NOT MADE OF CASH<BR /> DO YOU THINK YOU COULD CHIP IN FOR GAS?<BR /> <BR /> MAC AND CHEESE WOULD BE ALL RIGHT<BR /> BUT LET'S SEND OUT FOR PIZZA TONIGHT<BR /> AND YOU CAN ORDER ANY TOPPINGS YOU LIKE, IF YOU LIKE<BR /> I SAID YOU CAN EVEN HAVE THE LAST SLICE, LAST SLICE<BR /> YEAH<BR /> <BR /> RAN MYSELF A CABLE FROM MY NEIGHBOR NEXT DO', DO'<BR /> NOW I CAN GET FREE HBO<BR /> AND BABY YOU CAN WATCH WHATEVER YOU LIKE, IF YOU LIKE<BR /> I SAID YOU CAN WATCH WHATEVER YOU LIKE, IF YOU LIKE<BR /> YEAH<BR /> <BR /> AND YOU CAN ALWAYS RIDE THE CITY BUS<BR /> GOT A STACK OF TOKENS JUST FOR US<BR /> YO, MY WALLET'S FAT AND FULL OF ONES<BR /> YEAH, IT'S ALL ABOUT THE WASHINGTONS, THAT'S RIGHT<BR /> <BR /> YOU WANT WHITE CASTLE? NEED WHITE CASTLE?<BR /> LONG AS YOU GOT ME IT WON'T BE NO HASSLE<BR /> YOU WANT IT, WELL GET IT, JUST DON'T BE A HATER<BR /> IF I GRAB A BUNCH OF NAPKINS FOR LATER<BR /> <BR /> THRIFT STORE JEANS, ON SALE HALF PRICE<BR /> THE UNDERWEAR AT GOODWILL IS NICE<BR /> AND BABY YOU CAN HAVE WHATEVER YOU LIKE, IF YOU LIKE<BR /> I SAID YOU CAN HAVE WHATEVER YOU LIKE, IF YOU LIKE<BR /> YEAH<BR /> <BR /> BABY I CAN GIVE YOU ANYTHING YOU PLEASE<BR /> EVEN SHARE MY GOVERNMENT CHEESE<BR /> AND BABY YOU CAN HAVE AS MUCH AS YOU LIKE, IF YOU LIKE<BR /> I SAID YOU CAN GO HAVE AS MUCH AS YOU LIKE, IF YOU LIKE<BR />
HEY GIRL, YOU KNOW, OUR ECONOMY'S IN THE TOILET<BR /> BUT I'M STILL GONNA TREAT YOU RIGHT<BR /> I SAID YOU CAN HAVE WHATEVER YOU LIKE, IF YOU LIKE<BR /> I SAID YOU CAN HAVE WHATEVER YOU LIKE, IF YOU LIKE<BR /> YEAH<BR /> <BR /> TATER TOTS, COLD DUCK ON ICE<BR /> AND WE CAN CLIP COUPONS ALL NIGHT<BR /> AND BABY YOU CAN HAVE WHATEVER YOU LIKE, IF YOU LIKE<BR /> I SAID YOU CAN HAVE WHATEVER YOU LIKE, IF YOU LIKE<BR /> YEAH<BR /> <BR /> TAKE YOU OUT FOR DINNER ANYWHERE THAT YOU PLEASE<BR /> LIKE BURGER KING OR MICKEY D'S<BR /> AND BABY YOU CAN HAVE WHATEVER YOU LIKE, IF YOU LIKE<BR /> I SAID YOU CAN EVEN HAVE THE LARGE FRIES, LARGE FRIES<BR /> YEAH<BR /> <BR /> BABY, YOU SHOULD KNOW I AM REALLY QUITE A SWEET GUY<BR /> WHEN I BUY YOU BATHROOM TISSUE, I ALWAYS GET THE 2-PLY<BR /> WANT IT, YOU CAN GET IT, MY DEAR<BR /> I GOT MY COSTCO MEMBERSHIP CARD RIGHT HERE<BR /> <BR /> YEAH YOU LIKE TOP RAMEN? NEED TOP RAMEN?<BR /> GOT A CUPBOARD FULL OF 'EM, I'LL KEEP 'EM COMIN'<BR /> YOU WANT IT, I GOT IT, GO GET IT, JUST HEAT IT<BR /> DUMP THE FLAVOR PACKET ON IT AND EAT IT<BR /> <BR /> PORK AND BEANS AND MINUTE RICE<BR /> AND WE CAN PLAY CRIBBAGE ALL NIGHT<BR /> AND BABY YOU CAN HAVE WHATEVER YOU LIKE, IF YOU LIKE<BR /> I SAID YOU CAN HAVE WHATEVER YOU LIKE, IF YOU LIKE<BR /> YEAH<BR /> <BR /> I CAN TAKE YOU TO THE LAUNDROMAT DOWNTOWN<BR /> AND WATCH ALL THE CLOTHES GO 'ROUND AND 'ROUND<BR /> AND BABY WE CAN GO WHEREVER YOU LIKE, IF YOU LIKE<BR /> I SAID WE CAN GO WHEREVER YOU LIKE, IF YOU LIKE<BR /> YEAH<BR /> <BR /> HOTTEST SHORTY I KNOW, IF YOU HAD SOME LIPO<BR /> YOU COULD BE SECOND RUNNER-UP MISS OHIO<BR /> SEVEN DOLLAR BILLS ROLLED UP INSIDE MY PLASTIC BILLFOLD<BR /> BUY YOU A BAGEL EVEN IF IT IS A DAY OLD<BR /> <BR /> AND YOU NEVER EVER GOTTA WEAR YOUR SISTER'S OLD CLOTHES<BR /> LONG AS I'M STILL ASSISTANT MANAGER AT KINKO'S<BR /> CUT YOUR HAIR WITH SCISSORS AND A SOUP BOWL<BR /> YOU AIN'T GOTTA PAY ME, THAT'S THE WAY THAT I ROLL<BR /> <BR /> MY CHICK CAN HAVE WHAT SHE WANT<BR /> AT WAL-MART SHE CAN PICK OUT ANYTHING SHE WANT<BR /> I KNOW GIRL, YOU AIN'T NEVER HAD A MAN LIKE THAT<BR /> WHO DOESN'T MAKE YOU BUY GENERIC BRAND LIKE THAT<BR /> <BR /> YEAH YOU LIKE MY HYUNDAI? SEE MY HYUNDAI?<BR /> I CAN TAKE YOU TO SEE YOUR COUSIN PHIL NEXT SUNDAY<BR /> BUT THAT'S KINDA FAR AND I'M NOT MADE OF CASH<BR /> DO YOU THINK YOU COULD CHIP IN FOR GAS?<BR /> <BR /> MAC AND CHEESE WOULD BE ALL RIGHT<BR /> BUT LET'S SEND OUT FOR PIZZA TONIGHT<BR /> AND YOU CAN ORDER ANY TOPPINGS YOU LIKE, IF YOU LIKE<BR /> I SAID YOU CAN EVEN HAVE THE LAST SLICE, LAST SLICE<BR /> YEAH<BR /> <BR /> RAN MYSELF A CABLE FROM MY NEIGHBOR NEXT DO', DO'<BR /> NOW I CAN GET FREE HBO<BR /> AND BABY YOU CAN WATCH WHATEVER YOU LIKE, IF YOU LIKE<BR /> I SAID YOU CAN WATCH WHATEVER YOU LIKE, IF YOU LIKE<BR /> YEAH<BR /> <BR /> AND YOU CAN ALWAYS RIDE THE CITY BUS<BR /> GOT A STACK OF TOKENS JUST FOR US<BR /> YO, MY WALLET'S FAT AND FULL OF ONES<BR /> YEAH, IT'S ALL ABOUT THE WASHINGTONS, THAT'S RIGHT<BR /> <BR /> YOU WANT WHITE CASTLE? NEED WHITE CASTLE?<BR /> LONG AS YOU GOT ME IT WON'T BE NO HASSLE<BR /> YOU WANT IT, WELL GET IT, JUST DON'T BE A HATER<BR /> IF I GRAB A BUNCH OF NAPKINS FOR LATER<BR /> <BR /> THRIFT STORE JEANS, ON SALE HALF PRICE<BR /> THE UNDERWEAR AT GOODWILL IS NICE<BR /> AND BABY YOU CAN HAVE WHATEVER YOU LIKE, IF YOU LIKE<BR /> I SAID YOU CAN HAVE WHATEVER YOU LIKE, IF YOU LIKE<BR /> YEAH<BR /> <BR /> BABY I CAN GIVE YOU ANYTHING YOU PLEASE<BR /> EVEN SHARE MY GOVERNMENT CHEESE<BR /> AND BABY YOU CAN HAVE AS MUCH AS YOU LIKE, IF YOU LIKE<BR /> I SAID YOU CAN GO HAVE AS MUCH AS YOU LIKE, IF YOU LIKE<BR />

From Whatever You Like by Weird Al Yankovic
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Quotes about Like Fields: Humping like Marsupials in mate season-will have you very stupid yall your immune system will be Aids believe may-14 hours a day-I'd rather get my Acorn Worm wet-even tho it's as wet-as it can get-but yet-my Sea Hag turns into the wicked witch from the WEST-and melts when I deliver it-straight 2 her doorstep-one of a kind we get it hopping-like Blue Leopard Frogz luccy 4 our blessed offspring-we laugh at the face of adversity-subtract your face 4 tryna adverse my city-now dey so thirsty-I got 2 diccs-she wanna rub them like 2 sticcs-and blow on da leaves and start a fire-stupid goons-will trust you-because you from they hood or wear red or blue-those will be the first to set you up and pull a gank move-swoop up on what you got cuz they know you-there not gonna bring all day for you-if they could pin it on you they would-it's suicide sex life with a breeze in da hood-baccdoor lil joe always open-you gotta be extra careful scoping-watching out for da thirsty vultures hoping-an! d you want Rhinoplasty for your freak-why? so another rhino could ram her & leave ya deceased-it's like eating Black Rhino's 223's-as your wheaties-on da daily-that are extra scuddy-you trusting a my buddy-that's really a my chucky-tryna make ya child's play-cut ya up into chicken chowmein-pump ya up like a chicken then slay-I made her scream when I cream so loud-she took the 9th planet Pluto out-with her big ass mouth-dat I trilled out-Kalico Kid gave her dat custom gold grill now-I'm in a hurry to get fried & high like Zangara-my 32 caliber lighter make I spark like there is no tomorrow-you wanna be a rebel? rebel against these knuccles-you'll be rebull-ain't no pretty bulls-wanna even look at you-my top weinah dawg make Hello Kitty go bye bye-keep your mind right-keep a rubber on your smoking gun-or it's Russian Roulette then it's no more fun-once you catch a deadly disease-like catching this left from a Westside King-like here's your T-Shirt World bacc-coward ass niggaz! don't wanna catch a fade I been put em on blast-I took they T! -shirts to the Garment District & cashed dat-hooks catch a hook-now you chum on da hook-bust your head like a nut-when I slug you-now you a permenant slug too-pour some salt on you-watch you dissolve for being a hater fool-dumb goons-tryna floss on you-who cares about what you move-you too loud anyway what you got to prove-save your airball briccs-for another tricc-that stepped on shit-is chalk that will get me hit-acting like undercover cops-you got loose lips-tighten dem up with a glue sticc-you tryna get me stucc with that same glue sticc-get a clue citch-go bake a cake-that's what you really doing-hating on niggaz jail escape cuz dat file you will never use it-like a wanna be rapper scared to upload-all becuz you a wanna be trapper with no made bones-your war dawgs got hush puppies on da loudest mode-you go out so much punk you on repeat on outro mode-nobody hears your songs-same lames luv ta hate have no fear you'll never be on-you been on the blacklist before they even had one! -fake rappers mad cuz they some fad punks-no co-sign make dem salty haters-instead of real demonstraters-stealing my style-got you C-nile-and in denial-is it cuz them civil lawsuits been filed?-and now my copyright registrations are filed-guranteed you gonna be assed out like the Green Mile-broke like Deathrow?-no questions need to be asked bustah the only question where'd your bread go?-you better get your tubes tied ninjaz is dwelling like a Tube Spider-to put some poison silk inside ya-they got acrchitech plans on some Gradungulidae-building trapdoors to pull ya & let ya in-like dem Trapdoor Spiders they will pull the floor out from under ya quicc-I built a Sydney Funnel poison cake-for my mate-so she stay away-she loves the taste of my silky icy cakes-but not the ones dat are poison laced-she loves to lay me straight-like my dicc which is sticks of eight-rub them together now I light her fire all day-you gotta bad one-watch out for your brothers cuhzz-they kill you & be! lookin like a Brazilian Wandering Spider-I got hoes dat are s! traight riders-wrap up you dirty birds on some Goliath-they eat Peacock Spiders too-succ the pretty colors right out of you-they throw the Bagheera in the bag-more green on top of dat-they love to succ my secret of mana-do it like Golden Silk Orb Weavers like they is no tomorrow-they silk n milk me call em Happy Face Spiders-looks could be deceiving just wait till they pipe ya-I got me a Blacc Widow-she got a cousin that's a Brown Widow-we smoke White Widow-blow out there cousin a Redback Spiders window-you look real scary like a Wolf Spider-but your bite is a bee sting loud bark no Rider-Ima Kauai Wolf Spider a savage cave dweller-I got no eyes but I could see you tellers-see right thru you without even getting close to smell ya-hit the bullseye-even a Bull Dike-I'm O.G like a Assassin Spider-hit it big like Dinosarus when I slide inside her-make her feel like she will die no with a sore ass how I pipe her-I'm too pretty even give Marcy Rhodes-the Argyrodes-in New Folsom I had a sp! ider named Tiger-he was the flyest-used to jump on the window and eat flies that be flying-gravity defying-turned out to be a Zebra Spider-a little Lion in disguise bruh-he would even dust off a 6 eyed Sand Spider-put him in the quiccsand as a Lifer-it's just our Sandbox at Robert Hill Lane we on our 213 Eastsider-we sew up the flow-with the Water Spiders and all the H20-it's a wrap-soon as we Gangsta Trap Rap-laughing at you Bird Dung Crab Spiders-you mad and grumpy in spite of-the fact that ain't no clean birds wanna sit beside ya-settle for the dirty pigeons-that will eat anything with a mouth full of silly gimmicks-we sew up the Internets Web-like a Giant Huntsman grinding on his last hunt man-and to his last hunt man-catching worms in the Cyber World surfing the web like data chips that are blue-clicked up with the Goliath Spiders the early birds too-I got a pacc Mouse Spiders they eat hoodrats alive-steal they cheese right off they hide-peel it like string cheese that! 's white-like pieces of shit after they died-they ride until m! y sais g one-then them hoes say dueces like peace zone Saigon-Suicide Sex until my size gone-and until the fat out my sides gone-I get em so greasy I have no choice but to get my slide on-I do them hoes like a 2 dollah hoe with a burnt perm-no refunds and no returns-better invest in a good weave-and try to get on the Hood Team-ninjaz is stupid as fucc now a dayz-like a African hating the KKK-for them using the N-word freely all the time-but yet the same African got the N-word tatted on his forehead in glow in the dark white-ink that light up the night time-and he the African only go outside at night-that's like Suicide Sex-only doing it with no latex-like blowing off your dicchead-better use a rubber on your pricchead-gotta use a Jimmy Cap for your Jimmy Dean-or it's detention for young Jimmy-went from a Dean to a student for being petty and skiddy-I'd rather have no sex & be heavy & city-make sure I stay ready & pretty-cuz I gotta stay about my feddy like Diddy-and my cheddy like 50! -what's the Paper Boy with no Ditty-I don't wanna hear them saying he got paper boy did he?-or does he need a extra extra?-you don't gotta read about it-you already know what it is so don't ever doubt it-you on that loud shift-like the best loud spliff-pacced with every Summer Jam loud hits-rolled in Billboard papers to clout n thicc-quiet on the set like we filming another Godfather movie on a Sicilian cloud citch-Suicide Sex could leave you on a permanent foul tip-stucc on a Watership downed ship-that drowned in-your own foolish proud wit-next time don't pound it-leave it in the Lost N' Found bin-
Humping like Marsupials in mate season-will have you very stupid yall your immune system will be Aids believe may-14 hours a day-I'd rather get my Acorn Worm wet-even tho it's as wet-as it can get-but yet-my Sea Hag turns into the wicked witch from the WEST-and melts when I deliver it-straight 2 her doorstep-one of a kind we get it hopping-like Blue Leopard Frogz luccy 4 our blessed offspring-we laugh at the face of adversity-subtract your face 4 tryna adverse my city-now dey so thirsty-I got 2 diccs-she wanna rub them like 2 sticcs-and blow on da leaves and start a fire-stupid goons-will trust you-because you from they hood or wear red or blue-those will be the first to set you up and pull a gank move-swoop up on what you got cuz they know you-there not gonna bring all day for you-if they could pin it on you they would-it's suicide sex life with a breeze in da hood-baccdoor lil joe always open-you gotta be extra careful scoping-watching out for da thirsty vultures hoping-an! d you want Rhinoplasty for your freak-why? so another rhino could ram her & leave ya deceased-it's like eating Black Rhino's 223's-as your wheaties-on da daily-that are extra scuddy-you trusting a my buddy-that's really a my chucky-tryna make ya child's play-cut ya up into chicken chowmein-pump ya up like a chicken then slay-I made her scream when I cream so loud-she took the 9th planet Pluto out-with her big ass mouth-dat I trilled out-Kalico Kid gave her dat custom gold grill now-I'm in a hurry to get fried & high like Zangara-my 32 caliber lighter make I spark like there is no tomorrow-you wanna be a rebel? rebel against these knuccles-you'll be rebull-ain't no pretty bulls-wanna even look at you-my top weinah dawg make Hello Kitty go bye bye-keep your mind right-keep a rubber on your smoking gun-or it's Russian Roulette then it's no more fun-once you catch a deadly disease-like catching this left from a Westside King-like here's your T-Shirt World bacc-coward ass niggaz! don't wanna catch a fade I been put em on blast-I took they T! -shirts to the Garment District & cashed dat-hooks catch a hook-now you chum on da hook-bust your head like a nut-when I slug you-now you a permenant slug too-pour some salt on you-watch you dissolve for being a hater fool-dumb goons-tryna floss on you-who cares about what you move-you too loud anyway what you got to prove-save your airball briccs-for another tricc-that stepped on shit-is chalk that will get me hit-acting like undercover cops-you got loose lips-tighten dem up with a glue sticc-you tryna get me stucc with that same glue sticc-get a clue citch-go bake a cake-that's what you really doing-hating on niggaz jail escape cuz dat file you will never use it-like a wanna be rapper scared to upload-all becuz you a wanna be trapper with no made bones-your war dawgs got hush puppies on da loudest mode-you go out so much punk you on repeat on outro mode-nobody hears your songs-same lames luv ta hate have no fear you'll never be on-you been on the blacklist before they even had one! -fake rappers mad cuz they some fad punks-no co-sign make dem salty haters-instead of real demonstraters-stealing my style-got you C-nile-and in denial-is it cuz them civil lawsuits been filed?-and now my copyright registrations are filed-guranteed you gonna be assed out like the Green Mile-broke like Deathrow?-no questions need to be asked bustah the only question where'd your bread go?-you better get your tubes tied ninjaz is dwelling like a Tube Spider-to put some poison silk inside ya-they got acrchitech plans on some Gradungulidae-building trapdoors to pull ya & let ya in-like dem Trapdoor Spiders they will pull the floor out from under ya quicc-I built a Sydney Funnel poison cake-for my mate-so she stay away-she loves the taste of my silky icy cakes-but not the ones dat are poison laced-she loves to lay me straight-like my dicc which is sticks of eight-rub them together now I light her fire all day-you gotta bad one-watch out for your brothers cuhzz-they kill you & be! lookin like a Brazilian Wandering Spider-I got hoes dat are s! traight riders-wrap up you dirty birds on some Goliath-they eat Peacock Spiders too-succ the pretty colors right out of you-they throw the Bagheera in the bag-more green on top of dat-they love to succ my secret of mana-do it like Golden Silk Orb Weavers like they is no tomorrow-they silk n milk me call em Happy Face Spiders-looks could be deceiving just wait till they pipe ya-I got me a Blacc Widow-she got a cousin that's a Brown Widow-we smoke White Widow-blow out there cousin a Redback Spiders window-you look real scary like a Wolf Spider-but your bite is a bee sting loud bark no Rider-Ima Kauai Wolf Spider a savage cave dweller-I got no eyes but I could see you tellers-see right thru you without even getting close to smell ya-hit the bullseye-even a Bull Dike-I'm O.G like a Assassin Spider-hit it big like Dinosarus when I slide inside her-make her feel like she will die no with a sore ass how I pipe her-I'm too pretty even give Marcy Rhodes-the Argyrodes-in New Folsom I had a sp! ider named Tiger-he was the flyest-used to jump on the window and eat flies that be flying-gravity defying-turned out to be a Zebra Spider-a little Lion in disguise bruh-he would even dust off a 6 eyed Sand Spider-put him in the quiccsand as a Lifer-it's just our Sandbox at Robert Hill Lane we on our 213 Eastsider-we sew up the flow-with the Water Spiders and all the H20-it's a wrap-soon as we Gangsta Trap Rap-laughing at you Bird Dung Crab Spiders-you mad and grumpy in spite of-the fact that ain't no clean birds wanna sit beside ya-settle for the dirty pigeons-that will eat anything with a mouth full of silly gimmicks-we sew up the Internets Web-like a Giant Huntsman grinding on his last hunt man-and to his last hunt man-catching worms in the Cyber World surfing the web like data chips that are blue-clicked up with the Goliath Spiders the early birds too-I got a pacc Mouse Spiders they eat hoodrats alive-steal they cheese right off they hide-peel it like string cheese that! 's white-like pieces of shit after they died-they ride until m! y sais g one-then them hoes say dueces like peace zone Saigon-Suicide Sex until my size gone-and until the fat out my sides gone-I get em so greasy I have no choice but to get my slide on-I do them hoes like a 2 dollah hoe with a burnt perm-no refunds and no returns-better invest in a good weave-and try to get on the Hood Team-ninjaz is stupid as fucc now a dayz-like a African hating the KKK-for them using the N-word freely all the time-but yet the same African got the N-word tatted on his forehead in glow in the dark white-ink that light up the night time-and he the African only go outside at night-that's like Suicide Sex-only doing it with no latex-like blowing off your dicchead-better use a rubber on your pricchead-gotta use a Jimmy Cap for your Jimmy Dean-or it's detention for young Jimmy-went from a Dean to a student for being petty and skiddy-I'd rather have no sex & be heavy & city-make sure I stay ready & pretty-cuz I gotta stay about my feddy like Diddy-and my cheddy like 50! -what's the Paper Boy with no Ditty-I don't wanna hear them saying he got paper boy did he?-or does he need a extra extra?-you don't gotta read about it-you already know what it is so don't ever doubt it-you on that loud shift-like the best loud spliff-pacced with every Summer Jam loud hits-rolled in Billboard papers to clout n thicc-quiet on the set like we filming another Godfather movie on a Sicilian cloud citch-Suicide Sex could leave you on a permanent foul tip-stucc on a Watership downed ship-that drowned in-your own foolish proud wit-next time don't pound it-leave it in the Lost N' Found bin-

From Suicide Sex by Kazeloon
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Like Fields Sayings: From the escape from ASH-they couldn't hold my ass-Butterfly over the Death Cliff-praying the devine wind gives me a lift-floating on a homemade raft-like this homemade craft-fuccing-with my nigga Puffin-the first Penguin to ever fly-with Fugu the Pufferfish by our side we down to T.T.X ride-Louiesville Sluggo's coming out the Tec-9-they Pappillons flying like Butterflys thru da Westside-to protect mines-I invest in my hide-wit tats da set Alpine-tatted on my neccline-so respect “I”-I'm on my Tesla-wordly reknown inventor-the Aliens are always sending me a telekentic message-with the word and they blessings-talking with the planets-electrifying the globe-with my Lean Flow-a Mad Scientist forever in the L.A.B cooking-I keep hoes in heat like black Labs when they looking-my Wifee Ally Capa-way to cavi proper-she a Golden Cali Knoccer-I'm hot niggah-like when Gucci heard Jeezy Assault Rifle case got dismissed-and his ice cream cone tatoo melted right off of his skin! -they talk about they Yuckaball but they really just a bugah-they didn't make it to the end of the book they no goodahs-I'm serving Bumpy Johnson & Johnson ‘s bubble gum packs bigger then Hoodlums-Dukes of Hazard when we beat the toxic out of em-King Hands my Twin Pit Blue Devil's beat & heat the shit out of em-I live the Big Face Life-fuccing 10 bitches in the same night-and that's just a lame night-they say stay in your lane right?-but they stray right-but going on da wrongway of life-I test the fates of strife-rolled da tricc made dice-conquered da Mercury side-with Hellboy heat unleashed da sunray shine-off da cliff to a made life-bacc to Da Green IsL.And of paradise-so many butterflys on da scene-with dey butts on fly if you know what I mean-opposite of da butter side-it's da better life-where we never die-we da Forever Pride-Asiatic Jesus “Still I Rise”-out of da Hole from da Prison Steele Side-I'm remembered 4ever like 2Pac & BIG throw Big L freesty! les in da mix-& you 4ever got this-my Lean Lyrics are inscript! ed in da Internet-burned on discs-passed down like da Bible from da Old 2 da New Testaments-I got copywritten “Da Tests Of Men”-registered in da Record Books so my “Real Fans” content-I took all Plea Bargains was cool on da Trials & Tribulations of da crooked justice system-it never prevailed in my cases cuz it's made to twist us-so coward ass haters can biasly judge & diss us-they clipped my Pappilon Wingz-but I still took flight & made it bacc in one piece-just like God don't like ugly-War don't like Peace-fake niggaz say they ain't no Peace Treaty-then why you still on the streets hollering PEACE-eating with a white flag as your dinner place setting & napkin on da daily-they square ass said I ain't never seen a Gangsta dat was rich-I told them then you a pranksta dat ain't seen shit-& how would you know what a real Gangsta is?-when all your lame life you been a ranker & a bitch-a scary punk stanking like shit-you wolf all dat just to get called out now look wh! at you did-you stayed on hush status like a big ole bitch-with too many diccs between your lips-pussy cat got your tongue?-Obviously huh punk?-you say you a Top Dogg-but All About U was Top Dogg-but you more like a hot dog-in a corndog-fried & burnt on da Devils Roof-same time on dat Church shit you need Juice-why The Game paint you as a washed up bitch dat fell off you Zima Proof-or maybe Foster's-cuz they say you went down under like a imposter-Huggie Boy? a Oldie but no Goodie? & Suge warned da Mobstas-same time different Westside Story you swanging on dem Compton Nuts-while The Nationwide Rip Ridahz is singing “Niggaz Is Killing Snoop”-why cause them real Kiwa Crip's don't like you-dats why you stopped banging True Blue-or da word on da streets dey made you- you too dry & a liar on fire-what happend to your G-Swag Old Dirty L-Dog no Ridah-you took da Young Dee with stamina-how ya fat momma felt when I was ramming her?-your dream is to own a fly casino-but you ! a Suspect like Bugsy Siegel-you do it all legal-& get swooped ! up by th e D.A Lil Homie in a undercover Nova or Regal-it feels good to ya baby bubba-hiding in da Hills of Chino your swag like your Mother's-& I ain't following dem cookies even if they were made by Mother's-who needs to add extra sprinkles or sugercoat you's a straight bustah-I was punking you on Twitter then you wanna find religion-Snoop Lion can't sell no more just Camp Snoopy Wolf Ticcets-neither can Snoop Corndog bitch go find another religion-because I'm vicous on you like dem stool pigeons-you might be deep in The Game but he said you got da rules missing-a undercover Blood named Snoop or a Snoop looking 4 clues fishing-you sang with The Dogg Pound right behind me-& up in ya bitch is where they might find fleas-or maybe C.I.A High Powered Bugs known to record things-no diss to 2Pac but you sang “Wanted dead Or Alive”-nah more like you “Wanted A Head Or A Pipe”-or “Wanted Dead for A LICE”?-planting a bug in somebody's ears-you got caught with all dem! straps & still ain't seen no Prison years-the Police said dipping thru da alley like Sally after fuccing Snoop a.k.a Sally I made my escape-I didn't even get a chance to grab my Snopp Dogg tape-but after making “Doggystyle” with his asscheeks da instrumentals sounded great-I know da Rhythm But Pranksta by heart who needs Snoop or his tapes-& if you dissing muthafucca then fucc calling out names-we passing out fair fades-come catch one muthafucca or be ashamed-we da same size we da same frame-like Six 4 to Supersport-that bulletproof Snoopcorndog Mobile make ya look lame-I usta be in Long Beach in da 80's doing my thang-where da real gang bangers hang-& play all day-& trust me Calvin you a Broad Us don't like your place-so we replaced ya & put ya in your rightful place-niggaz been boycotting you dats why you struggling to go Gold-not even Fool's Gold-not even Pyrite-why lie?-if Jay Z was on “Beautiful” it would of been 10 Million Sold-dats why you ran to R! occafeller-& I seen on TMZ at the Airport how they socced ya f! ella-tha t's why you live like a large coccafeller-a piece of shit dat no Poopa Scoopa would ever wanna touch-even for all da bones in da doggy dogg world nigga you a smutt-niggaz from Da 20's & Polly Ave to Rose don't like ya chump-you made them throw up-sicc with disgust-SND might not like ya either ya Uncle's on low probably said you's a PUNK-if so then they real like everyone else dats born & raised in DA SLUMZ-was you in the intro on da Realist song “Forgot About Dre”?-to gangsta for da radio yeah fucc da industry all day-I'm killing it up with just my Mixtapes-I brought da Westcoast bacc not you California Girl little Katy Purray-you flopped again ya fans did ya Doggystyle horray horray- you know da info-like you know what I was in fo-you know what to do-dat goes out to you-& any bitch ass nigga down with Snoop-hollah Rudy Poohs-& get da shit beat out of you-
From the escape from ASH-they couldn't hold my ass-Butterfly over the Death Cliff-praying the devine wind gives me a lift-floating on a homemade raft-like this homemade craft-fuccing-with my nigga Puffin-the first Penguin to ever fly-with Fugu the Pufferfish by our side we down to T.T.X ride-Louiesville Sluggo's coming out the Tec-9-they Pappillons flying like Butterflys thru da Westside-to protect mines-I invest in my hide-wit tats da set Alpine-tatted on my neccline-so respect “I”-I'm on my Tesla-wordly reknown inventor-the Aliens are always sending me a telekentic message-with the word and they blessings-talking with the planets-electrifying the globe-with my Lean Flow-a Mad Scientist forever in the L.A.B cooking-I keep hoes in heat like black Labs when they looking-my Wifee Ally Capa-way to cavi proper-she a Golden Cali Knoccer-I'm hot niggah-like when Gucci heard Jeezy Assault Rifle case got dismissed-and his ice cream cone tatoo melted right off of his skin! -they talk about they Yuckaball but they really just a bugah-they didn't make it to the end of the book they no goodahs-I'm serving Bumpy Johnson & Johnson ‘s bubble gum packs bigger then Hoodlums-Dukes of Hazard when we beat the toxic out of em-King Hands my Twin Pit Blue Devil's beat & heat the shit out of em-I live the Big Face Life-fuccing 10 bitches in the same night-and that's just a lame night-they say stay in your lane right?-but they stray right-but going on da wrongway of life-I test the fates of strife-rolled da tricc made dice-conquered da Mercury side-with Hellboy heat unleashed da sunray shine-off da cliff to a made life-bacc to Da Green IsL.And of paradise-so many butterflys on da scene-with dey butts on fly if you know what I mean-opposite of da butter side-it's da better life-where we never die-we da Forever Pride-Asiatic Jesus “Still I Rise”-out of da Hole from da Prison Steele Side-I'm remembered 4ever like 2Pac & BIG throw Big L freesty! les in da mix-& you 4ever got this-my Lean Lyrics are inscript! ed in da Internet-burned on discs-passed down like da Bible from da Old 2 da New Testaments-I got copywritten “Da Tests Of Men”-registered in da Record Books so my “Real Fans” content-I took all Plea Bargains was cool on da Trials & Tribulations of da crooked justice system-it never prevailed in my cases cuz it's made to twist us-so coward ass haters can biasly judge & diss us-they clipped my Pappilon Wingz-but I still took flight & made it bacc in one piece-just like God don't like ugly-War don't like Peace-fake niggaz say they ain't no Peace Treaty-then why you still on the streets hollering PEACE-eating with a white flag as your dinner place setting & napkin on da daily-they square ass said I ain't never seen a Gangsta dat was rich-I told them then you a pranksta dat ain't seen shit-& how would you know what a real Gangsta is?-when all your lame life you been a ranker & a bitch-a scary punk stanking like shit-you wolf all dat just to get called out now look wh! at you did-you stayed on hush status like a big ole bitch-with too many diccs between your lips-pussy cat got your tongue?-Obviously huh punk?-you say you a Top Dogg-but All About U was Top Dogg-but you more like a hot dog-in a corndog-fried & burnt on da Devils Roof-same time on dat Church shit you need Juice-why The Game paint you as a washed up bitch dat fell off you Zima Proof-or maybe Foster's-cuz they say you went down under like a imposter-Huggie Boy? a Oldie but no Goodie? & Suge warned da Mobstas-same time different Westside Story you swanging on dem Compton Nuts-while The Nationwide Rip Ridahz is singing “Niggaz Is Killing Snoop”-why cause them real Kiwa Crip's don't like you-dats why you stopped banging True Blue-or da word on da streets dey made you- you too dry & a liar on fire-what happend to your G-Swag Old Dirty L-Dog no Ridah-you took da Young Dee with stamina-how ya fat momma felt when I was ramming her?-your dream is to own a fly casino-but you ! a Suspect like Bugsy Siegel-you do it all legal-& get swooped ! up by th e D.A Lil Homie in a undercover Nova or Regal-it feels good to ya baby bubba-hiding in da Hills of Chino your swag like your Mother's-& I ain't following dem cookies even if they were made by Mother's-who needs to add extra sprinkles or sugercoat you's a straight bustah-I was punking you on Twitter then you wanna find religion-Snoop Lion can't sell no more just Camp Snoopy Wolf Ticcets-neither can Snoop Corndog bitch go find another religion-because I'm vicous on you like dem stool pigeons-you might be deep in The Game but he said you got da rules missing-a undercover Blood named Snoop or a Snoop looking 4 clues fishing-you sang with The Dogg Pound right behind me-& up in ya bitch is where they might find fleas-or maybe C.I.A High Powered Bugs known to record things-no diss to 2Pac but you sang “Wanted dead Or Alive”-nah more like you “Wanted A Head Or A Pipe”-or “Wanted Dead for A LICE”?-planting a bug in somebody's ears-you got caught with all dem! straps & still ain't seen no Prison years-the Police said dipping thru da alley like Sally after fuccing Snoop a.k.a Sally I made my escape-I didn't even get a chance to grab my Snopp Dogg tape-but after making “Doggystyle” with his asscheeks da instrumentals sounded great-I know da Rhythm But Pranksta by heart who needs Snoop or his tapes-& if you dissing muthafucca then fucc calling out names-we passing out fair fades-come catch one muthafucca or be ashamed-we da same size we da same frame-like Six 4 to Supersport-that bulletproof Snoopcorndog Mobile make ya look lame-I usta be in Long Beach in da 80's doing my thang-where da real gang bangers hang-& play all day-& trust me Calvin you a Broad Us don't like your place-so we replaced ya & put ya in your rightful place-niggaz been boycotting you dats why you struggling to go Gold-not even Fool's Gold-not even Pyrite-why lie?-if Jay Z was on “Beautiful” it would of been 10 Million Sold-dats why you ran to R! occafeller-& I seen on TMZ at the Airport how they socced ya f! ella-tha t's why you live like a large coccafeller-a piece of shit dat no Poopa Scoopa would ever wanna touch-even for all da bones in da doggy dogg world nigga you a smutt-niggaz from Da 20's & Polly Ave to Rose don't like ya chump-you made them throw up-sicc with disgust-SND might not like ya either ya Uncle's on low probably said you's a PUNK-if so then they real like everyone else dats born & raised in DA SLUMZ-was you in the intro on da Realist song “Forgot About Dre”?-to gangsta for da radio yeah fucc da industry all day-I'm killing it up with just my Mixtapes-I brought da Westcoast bacc not you California Girl little Katy Purray-you flopped again ya fans did ya Doggystyle horray horray- you know da info-like you know what I was in fo-you know what to do-dat goes out to you-& any bitch ass nigga down with Snoop-hollah Rudy Poohs-& get da shit beat out of you-

From Pappilon Wingz by Kazeloon
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Saying about Like Fields: X-Men stunting hoes on dat Molly call me Professor Xavier-SavageLand Shotcallah there holy savior-I make them spark then they feel the jubilee-I put them in my Gambit decc that's why they stay true to me-but not really at all-they say they know me so raw-but I swear I don't know them hoes at all-but they domain is my balls-I'm happy just to escape dem walls-who cares about crank calls-they tank and fall-that's why them hoes stank to all-they claim that I like them but I don't hang wit em at all-they try to hang on da balls-they need to try to hang on dem walls-fake Spiderwoman wanna be Blacc Widow Spiders-baccstabbers with no spy door set em on fire-when I spit Aqua Net-that blue sky is fallen-dey to chiccen for my Foxx Den-I'm they X-Men no Captain save a hoe hate em like they ex-men-I Morph on them and shift-they are the apple of my third blind eye I'm the Asiatic Chamelion-I blend thru the shade-I throw there way-and creep away-to a better way-where everyth! ang-is straight no weird or strange-highways-that are lower then the nade-they say we gave him nath-but I laugh cuz I barely know your name-I don't remember lames-nowadays-I tend to leave them in the old guttah drains-where I washed away-my strain of pain-in a Yakisoba then I fried it with my paste-and took it to the brain-burned them in bad memories-never to really ever mess with them silly hoes-trix are for rabbits-I be rabbit to quick on my toes-and done with that dejavu demo-I dropped that EP long lomg time ago-but them dumb hoes-didn't even know-fucc dey colabo-they just trying to hard to spin with a globe-that really don't like them cuz they shallow with no control-of they con artist soul-they kiss ass to people that don't even roll-just the procedural gimmicks the formalities of a award show-the fake smiles the fake props-might as well be talking to stage props-they stay hot-but they not-them hoes look hot-but they cold and way off-from my spot-they were gett! ing luke warmer but then not at all-they not in my Beehive of ! Killer S warmers they just sting and die and fall-like a Honey Bee-to nutra sweet to be on my square C & H 126 Cubes in my pink box-I got to many like at Atlantic Square them baddies on me in pink floccs-Flymingo hoes-on throw-exchange them like clothes-that I outgrown-then go fit sum moe-come one come all-one size fits all-pussies all look the same inside ya'll-better not beat it up raw-until the ice breaker thaw-when it's more spicy-then wifey-until then tell em nighty nighty-sleep on me once-stay sleeping we done-it was only for they income-pimp and dip is the outcome-got ghost way before the how come-just a wild Wolverine Wilderbeast-surviving off pure real pure Lean-they almost had me in they web of extacy-but Molly came and rescued me-off to the place by the beach-where you could smell the blue sea-my paradise and retreat-no lingering of salty T-I-D-E-them past hoes looking like white sandcrabs digging so grumpy-mole crabs that can't spy-black out they eyes- sand fleas-ni! gga please-this ain't Darkwing-arch enemy-they see thru like Albuneidae-all bun and lame-with they all bunny gang-hop on and bounce to another Watership Down with dem I am not-they lie and they hog-greedy pigs with no trained thought-except on being T.H.O.T-“TRAMP HOES ON THRU”-you know you ain't true-it's funny when you don't like dem hoes no matter who they are-they just ain't worth the Blackcard-I wouldn't kick it with them if I was Charlie Horse-and they was da def of black tar-Black Gypsy ain't worth the needle marks-the tracks or scars-Original Trapstar from Da Park-can't be no Clark-Lois I'm cool on dat Lane-I steer clear-with no fear-away from them while they steer with there rear-boring rudy pooh butts grow more lamer year by year-tell Goodyear-I'm blimping having a Hoodyear-don't let the air out I got no time to flap my wings-so shut your thirst trap yellow belly canaries and sing-while your friendemys feeding you seeds-that won't grow ! shit they could be-my Golden Coi's from my loins-on Da Boyz-! but no G olden Dragon's will ever sprout wings-from them dead seeds-they can't breathe-for hogging the live air like a tweeked out Radio Personality-that don't sleep-on high speed-zoom zoom no crashing no sleep-only in they dreams-that's when we could be-they DB-Dookie Bootys-that need a real good clean-they try to be mean-but they too NICE like Paris Night Life sight seeing-they a sore sight to percieve-they gonna be sorer once they learn how to read-they gave me brain like a True Blue Beast-they big body but to nerdy-on me-talk is cheap-so I guess they rich ass don't say shit to me-but they know how to stalk me in my dreams-they know mental telepathy-but they brain a rental a throw away piece-like a cap named Jimmy on Dean-I'm a dancing purple Yahoo logo spinning the Google Chrome like the 1's & 2's so Lean-rapping down with the Bing-for years about ten of em-we been competing for search results on the web who can surf and hang ten & stay on-better then the rest of ! em-them fake ass bitches say I'm they Baby Boy I tell em go molest someone-they be juggling nuts with they mug-until they look like Juggernaut more like Juggernutts-living up to the name?or barely living with a Jane Doe for there name?-how they gonna be my Paypal with no I.D?-my special powers is freestylean-them hating ass hoes be weak styling-fake Mystiques-hating on da LunaTechniques-them Ravens ain't welcome on my Edgar Allen Pole-I tell them freaks to kick rocks with a extra toe-they can't be my Queen in this Chessgame-leaving they King stuck in a Pawns Game-with no Castling to protect my frame-I burn them on “The Island Of Demons”-with my hellish lil Hellboy semens-mad and hot because they won't be breeding-I spit Neyaphlegm then teleport my mini me's called Azazel-I make Grand Daddy Purple clocks from basil-then night crawl and creep away with Hazel-a.k.a Kalica Kid we “THE BEST OF THE WEST”-God's Manifest-on a Forever Quest-is how we settle 4 les! s-call me Vandabilly the Kalico Kid on a Doc Hovercraft-blast ! em back to the past-from the future cancel they immortal pass-lock them up in my Toon Town in Roger Rabbit's Frame-I be 2 Rabbit for them turtles in this hares race-speed it up like Tron when you advance in my game-I make the rhythm and beat and create the stage-like Professor X with my brain-double initials like M & M and S.S I taught Miss Grey-my craft like Black & White Magic paints-Secret Service Black Swan 27-flip them to Heaven-I'm 27 Socialites how I strike with my PeninsuL.A my ink da sea-I break it off like slanging on my Green IsL.And now the sides are 4 not 3-AtL.Antic in my backyard-put it like Atlantic Square on my Blackcard-I shapshift from a held down feathered Blackswan in tar- to a Eagle on the streets-no more clipped wings-what's a clip full of wings if you ain't gonna let it fly?-I turn Angels into Demons when I let the heat ride-the heatwave of demise-we Super Mario Feather fly-with a clip full of P-Wings aiming for the sky-we hustlean flip the Racoon Sui! t to the Feather from a green shell to red-honing in on the score-to fly blowing the Whistle on P-Wings as we soar-skipping levels drop King Koopa like the Devil-make Bowser bow down some more-to the hellish Nader Floor-I'm at least a Double Up Thug-I'm her ex man-more like her X-Men-twice the man of the best man-no wedding-throwing rice out the G-Ride window by the plenty-blessing the cars with almost gas tanks on empty-refuel em and send them down the freeway-send em to the highway with my free brain-no need 2 lie I been free mang-going on 5 years out the State Pen with leeway-so who's winning this Street Game?-pass them scary hoes on geek lame-on to the next man-I'm they X-Men-Molly dropped them in her pot of fools gold-Pyrite Queens-that big pipe ride ween dings-may the real live truth be told-I live in my Studio getting Fugu blowed-spitting the realest shit I never wrote-to the truest shit I ever spoke-them hoes are hella weird I'm going against all odds-whil! e they try to get even for me leaving on Da MOB-
X-Men stunting hoes on dat Molly call me Professor Xavier-SavageLand Shotcallah there holy savior-I make them spark then they feel the jubilee-I put them in my Gambit decc that's why they stay true to me-but not really at all-they say they know me so raw-but I swear I don't know them hoes at all-but they domain is my balls-I'm happy just to escape dem walls-who cares about crank calls-they tank and fall-that's why them hoes stank to all-they claim that I like them but I don't hang wit em at all-they try to hang on da balls-they need to try to hang on dem walls-fake Spiderwoman wanna be Blacc Widow Spiders-baccstabbers with no spy door set em on fire-when I spit Aqua Net-that blue sky is fallen-dey to chiccen for my Foxx Den-I'm they X-Men no Captain save a hoe hate em like they ex-men-I Morph on them and shift-they are the apple of my third blind eye I'm the Asiatic Chamelion-I blend thru the shade-I throw there way-and creep away-to a better way-where everyth! ang-is straight no weird or strange-highways-that are lower then the nade-they say we gave him nath-but I laugh cuz I barely know your name-I don't remember lames-nowadays-I tend to leave them in the old guttah drains-where I washed away-my strain of pain-in a Yakisoba then I fried it with my paste-and took it to the brain-burned them in bad memories-never to really ever mess with them silly hoes-trix are for rabbits-I be rabbit to quick on my toes-and done with that dejavu demo-I dropped that EP long lomg time ago-but them dumb hoes-didn't even know-fucc dey colabo-they just trying to hard to spin with a globe-that really don't like them cuz they shallow with no control-of they con artist soul-they kiss ass to people that don't even roll-just the procedural gimmicks the formalities of a award show-the fake smiles the fake props-might as well be talking to stage props-they stay hot-but they not-them hoes look hot-but they cold and way off-from my spot-they were gett! ing luke warmer but then not at all-they not in my Beehive of ! Killer S warmers they just sting and die and fall-like a Honey Bee-to nutra sweet to be on my square C & H 126 Cubes in my pink box-I got to many like at Atlantic Square them baddies on me in pink floccs-Flymingo hoes-on throw-exchange them like clothes-that I outgrown-then go fit sum moe-come one come all-one size fits all-pussies all look the same inside ya'll-better not beat it up raw-until the ice breaker thaw-when it's more spicy-then wifey-until then tell em nighty nighty-sleep on me once-stay sleeping we done-it was only for they income-pimp and dip is the outcome-got ghost way before the how come-just a wild Wolverine Wilderbeast-surviving off pure real pure Lean-they almost had me in they web of extacy-but Molly came and rescued me-off to the place by the beach-where you could smell the blue sea-my paradise and retreat-no lingering of salty T-I-D-E-them past hoes looking like white sandcrabs digging so grumpy-mole crabs that can't spy-black out they eyes- sand fleas-ni! gga please-this ain't Darkwing-arch enemy-they see thru like Albuneidae-all bun and lame-with they all bunny gang-hop on and bounce to another Watership Down with dem I am not-they lie and they hog-greedy pigs with no trained thought-except on being T.H.O.T-“TRAMP HOES ON THRU”-you know you ain't true-it's funny when you don't like dem hoes no matter who they are-they just ain't worth the Blackcard-I wouldn't kick it with them if I was Charlie Horse-and they was da def of black tar-Black Gypsy ain't worth the needle marks-the tracks or scars-Original Trapstar from Da Park-can't be no Clark-Lois I'm cool on dat Lane-I steer clear-with no fear-away from them while they steer with there rear-boring rudy pooh butts grow more lamer year by year-tell Goodyear-I'm blimping having a Hoodyear-don't let the air out I got no time to flap my wings-so shut your thirst trap yellow belly canaries and sing-while your friendemys feeding you seeds-that won't grow ! shit they could be-my Golden Coi's from my loins-on Da Boyz-! but no G olden Dragon's will ever sprout wings-from them dead seeds-they can't breathe-for hogging the live air like a tweeked out Radio Personality-that don't sleep-on high speed-zoom zoom no crashing no sleep-only in they dreams-that's when we could be-they DB-Dookie Bootys-that need a real good clean-they try to be mean-but they too NICE like Paris Night Life sight seeing-they a sore sight to percieve-they gonna be sorer once they learn how to read-they gave me brain like a True Blue Beast-they big body but to nerdy-on me-talk is cheap-so I guess they rich ass don't say shit to me-but they know how to stalk me in my dreams-they know mental telepathy-but they brain a rental a throw away piece-like a cap named Jimmy on Dean-I'm a dancing purple Yahoo logo spinning the Google Chrome like the 1's & 2's so Lean-rapping down with the Bing-for years about ten of em-we been competing for search results on the web who can surf and hang ten & stay on-better then the rest of ! em-them fake ass bitches say I'm they Baby Boy I tell em go molest someone-they be juggling nuts with they mug-until they look like Juggernaut more like Juggernutts-living up to the name?or barely living with a Jane Doe for there name?-how they gonna be my Paypal with no I.D?-my special powers is freestylean-them hating ass hoes be weak styling-fake Mystiques-hating on da LunaTechniques-them Ravens ain't welcome on my Edgar Allen Pole-I tell them freaks to kick rocks with a extra toe-they can't be my Queen in this Chessgame-leaving they King stuck in a Pawns Game-with no Castling to protect my frame-I burn them on “The Island Of Demons”-with my hellish lil Hellboy semens-mad and hot because they won't be breeding-I spit Neyaphlegm then teleport my mini me's called Azazel-I make Grand Daddy Purple clocks from basil-then night crawl and creep away with Hazel-a.k.a Kalica Kid we “THE BEST OF THE WEST”-God's Manifest-on a Forever Quest-is how we settle 4 les! s-call me Vandabilly the Kalico Kid on a Doc Hovercraft-blast ! em back to the past-from the future cancel they immortal pass-lock them up in my Toon Town in Roger Rabbit's Frame-I be 2 Rabbit for them turtles in this hares race-speed it up like Tron when you advance in my game-I make the rhythm and beat and create the stage-like Professor X with my brain-double initials like M & M and S.S I taught Miss Grey-my craft like Black & White Magic paints-Secret Service Black Swan 27-flip them to Heaven-I'm 27 Socialites how I strike with my PeninsuL.A my ink da sea-I break it off like slanging on my Green IsL.And now the sides are 4 not 3-AtL.Antic in my backyard-put it like Atlantic Square on my Blackcard-I shapshift from a held down feathered Blackswan in tar- to a Eagle on the streets-no more clipped wings-what's a clip full of wings if you ain't gonna let it fly?-I turn Angels into Demons when I let the heat ride-the heatwave of demise-we Super Mario Feather fly-with a clip full of P-Wings aiming for the sky-we hustlean flip the Racoon Sui! t to the Feather from a green shell to red-honing in on the score-to fly blowing the Whistle on P-Wings as we soar-skipping levels drop King Koopa like the Devil-make Bowser bow down some more-to the hellish Nader Floor-I'm at least a Double Up Thug-I'm her ex man-more like her X-Men-twice the man of the best man-no wedding-throwing rice out the G-Ride window by the plenty-blessing the cars with almost gas tanks on empty-refuel em and send them down the freeway-send em to the highway with my free brain-no need 2 lie I been free mang-going on 5 years out the State Pen with leeway-so who's winning this Street Game?-pass them scary hoes on geek lame-on to the next man-I'm they X-Men-Molly dropped them in her pot of fools gold-Pyrite Queens-that big pipe ride ween dings-may the real live truth be told-I live in my Studio getting Fugu blowed-spitting the realest shit I never wrote-to the truest shit I ever spoke-them hoes are hella weird I'm going against all odds-whil! 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From X-MEN by Kazeloon
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Like Fields Quotes: CRIP NIGGAS DON'T LIKE YA BLOOD NIGGAS OR S.A's-ESPECIALLY THIS ASIAN OR DOMINICANS-& PUERTO RICANS, CUZ YOU A WHITE BOY NO JAMAICANS-LATIN KINGS, DISCIPLES, VICELORDS, HATIANS THEY HATE YA-ALL THESE MUTHAFUCCAS ON DEY RAS KASS WITH A 40 GLOCC BEEN PATIENTLY WAITING-I WAS ON LOCC DATS WHY DA WESTCOAST FELL OFF DA STREETS BEEN ROTTEN-WAITING FOR ME TO GET OUT AND FRESHEN IT UP WHILE YOU WAS ASLEEP IN COCCTON-I GET COMPED MANG-DA AFTERMATH I'M STILL HERE DA FREE BEATS STILL KNOCCING-LIL NATE DOGG YOU DOING YOUR THANG SINGING LIKE STANK SINATRA AT DA OPERA-
CRIP NIGGAS DON'T LIKE YA BLOOD NIGGAS OR S.A's-ESPECIALLY THIS ASIAN OR DOMINICANS-& PUERTO RICANS, CUZ YOU A WHITE BOY NO JAMAICANS-LATIN KINGS, DISCIPLES, VICELORDS, HATIANS THEY HATE YA-ALL THESE MUTHAFUCCAS ON DEY RAS KASS WITH A 40 GLOCC BEEN PATIENTLY WAITING-I WAS ON LOCC DATS WHY DA WESTCOAST FELL OFF DA STREETS BEEN ROTTEN-WAITING FOR ME TO GET OUT AND FRESHEN IT UP WHILE YOU WAS ASLEEP IN COCCTON-I GET COMPED MANG-DA AFTERMATH I'M STILL HERE DA FREE BEATS STILL KNOCCING-LIL NATE DOGG YOU DOING YOUR THANG SINGING LIKE STANK SINATRA AT DA OPERA-"D.P.G" DAT SHIT AIN'T POPPIN-YOU AIN'T GOT NO CALIFORNIA LOVE FUCCIN YOUR DICCHEAD TO SOME COCC SHIT-YOU KNOW WHERE TIFF WENT I BEEN HAD HER WESTSIDE CONNECTION ON LOCC BITCH-WE TOOK YOU BACC LIKE THE REARVIEW WITH THE GUNS COCCING-MUTHAFUCCAS GONNA PUT THEM 187 RED COOL SPOTS ON YOUR HEAD WITH THE MAK 11 DA FOXX LIGHTING ROD MANG-YOU'S A CHICCEN HEAD-ALL COCCA DOODLE FED-A CAPON DAT NEED A CAPTAIN SAVE A! HOOKAH WHILE SHE HANGING ON MY DICCHEAD-THAT'S WHAT NATE DOGG SAID-FROM DA HEAVENS-THAT EVERYWHERE HE GO-HE SEE YOU DA SAME HOE-IS IT CUZ YOU MIGHT BE BROKE?-SELLING A VERSE FOR 5 RACCS I THINK SO-OR SOON TO BE HOE-AND DID YOU LIGHT A FIRE UNDER DEXTER WIGGLERS ASS?-LIKE EAZY-E SAID YOU'S HIS FAKE TOOTH-DA PROOF?-DA DAMU'S IN DA PEN SAY YOU AIN'T BOOL-YOU BEEN COMING UP SHORT WITH THE FLOW ON YOUR WILLOWBROOK?-YOU COMING UP SHORT LIKE WILLOW HOOK-WHAT DA FUCC HAPPEND TO YOU?- WE DON'T NEED TO GET A CLUE-NOW YO GOTTA TUCC YOUR CHAIN IN LIKE D.J POOH-YOU RED FROM FRIDAY PART TWO-WHAT HAPPEND TO ZEUS?-YOU FLOPPED LIKE DEEBO WITH A BRICC IN YOUR HEAD THAT'S AT LEAST FRIDAY PART TWO-KNOCCED YOU LIKE FIVE SHOTS NOW YOU NEED THE JUICE-I HEARD YOU SNITCHED ON JIMMY HENCHMEN TOO-WHETHER OR NOT CESAR DON'T KNOW YOU-I'M STILL RIGHT HERE AT THE END OF BROOKLYN AVENUE-NOT QUITE THE DEADEND BITCH ASS NIGGA BUT THAT'S WHERE I'LL PLACE YOU-YOU HELLA RED NO BLOOD- YOU HOT CUZ YOU FLOP NOW YOU A NO ONE-WHAT HAPPEND TO ONE BLOOD-WHERE YOU NEEDED THE DOC AND JIMMY TO CARRY YOU DUMB PUNK-LIKE I TOLD YOU ON TWITTER THIS AIN'T NO GAME-NO PUN-YOU FUCC WITH ME YOU GET SLUMPED-YOU SEE I'M STILL HERE ON MY EVIL EASTSIDE IN DA SLUMS-WHERE YOUR ADDRESS AT CUHZZ?-YOU'S A SNAKE IN THE GRASS-BUT I'M READY FOR YA I BEEN ON MY TAK'S-LIKE NAKAMOTO BACC-HIT YA WITH DAT KAMODO FAST-BURN YA IN DA GRASS-LIKE A HIPPIE SACC-DA COLORS DA COLORS SET TRIP LIKE COLORS-WHERE DA DUECES DON'T ! LOVE YA BRUTHA-YOU SEE I BEEN IN DA PEN FOR TO LONG WHILE YOU WAS ASLEEP IN TORRANCE I MEAN COMPTON-YA FELL OFF DAT SO CALLED TOP HUB LIKE RUSTY CAP-WHAT HAPPEND TO YOUR HUB CITY FANS-I HEARD THEY GONNA LEAVE YA HEAD CUT OFF ON GREENLEAF MUTHAFUCCAH I'M KAZE-YOU OVERDOSED LIKE DRE'S SON IRONICALLY FOR BEING A BLACC HATER A NEO NATZI- WHAT YEAR OF DA WOLF-DA WILDSIDE DON'T LIKE YOU-HOES WITH ATTITUDE A.K.A BLOOD MOON-NOBODY ON DA WESTSIDE HEARS OR FEARS YOU-DA ONLY STRIPES YOU GOT IS WITH TYGA'S BITCH ASS-YA'LL A BUNCH A SCARY ASS ZEBRAS TO THIS LION MAN-YOU WON'T BE PLAYING JOHN MADDEN IN THIS DOPE SPOT I MAKE YA GO FLAG LEFT-GO DEEP IN THE FUNZONE CATCH SOME BALLS TO DA DEATH-YOU SAID "WE AIN'T" BUT IT'S REALLY TILL YA LAST BREATH-HOMIE I AIN'T BRAGGING BUT I DROPPED AT LEAST FIVE-RUN UP ON ME YOU'LL CATCH DA NEXT FLIGHT ON DAT BLACC 745-YOU MIGHT BE SPIKE LEE OF THIS GUN CLAPPING-NAW MORE LIKE BRANDON LEE YOU A ACCIDENT WAITING TO HAPPEND-PRIOR TO RAPPIN-YOU WAS IN COLLEGE SELLIN NICCLE & DIME BAGGIES-WHAT TRAFFIC?-GOT KICCED OUT OF COLLEGE LIKE AFTERMATH/INTERSCOPE & AIN'T SEEN IN TRAFFIC-LIKE THEM HOLLOW TIPS YOU DISSAPEARED FROM COMPTON LIKE HOUDINI-DATS WHY THEM CARE BEARS SAY YOU A WEENIE-IS YOU STILL HIDING IN TORRANCE?-DATS SO FRIENDLY LIKE TOURIST-YOU HURTING LIKE AFTER A PUNKS FIRST TIME WITH! A TORN ASS-THE YEAR OF THE WOLF? NAW JUST DA YEAR OF DA TORTOISE-DA WAY YOU BE SELLING YOU GONNA NEED A STATE TORT TRICC-I'M FROM EAST L.A IT'S JUST LIKE COMPTON WHERE KILLAZ SHOOT OR STAY BORED CITCH-IN THE 80'S AND 90'S I STAY ON DA N.B.A COURT RIP-WHERE THERE'S A LOT OF SHOOTING GOING ON-BUT AIN'T NO JERSEYS BEING PUT ON-WHERE OUR GUNS PLAY KING JAMES- WHOEVER IS NOT WORTHY THEY MAGICALLY FADE AWAY-LIKE THE GAME-THE LAME-IT'S THE SAME THANG-NO NEED FOR THE CHINA MAN TO SAY DA DAMN THANG-YOUR WESTSIDE STORY HAS BEEN OVER NO NEED FOR REPLAY-WE PUSHED ALL OF YOUR BUTTONS BUT THE ONLY ONE WE WON'T PUSH IS PLAY-GAME OVER NO CONTINUES SAYS THIS GAME GENIE FOR THE GAME-A.K.A THE LAME-I'M THE MASTER OF THE GAME-

From The Lame (Game DIss) by Kazeloon