featuring SupaFriendz
(J'Von Kalonji Lil' Roc Lonnie B Mindbenda)
[Mad Skillz]
Yeah what?
Time for lyrical shanks to your gut
Death to wack MC's
First up is my nigga Lonnie B
[Lonnie B]
First up to make it liver I catch wreck like drunk drivers
Been through many battles but I left no survivors
So WHASSUP? Those that want a beef nigga bring it on
Cause when I'm done it'll be my dick that you're swingin on
From the way I say my rap clear
I make people more excited than a faggot that got a pap smear
The crooked truth rap sensation, I ain't to be fucked with
You better off practicin masturbation
Line after line I bring excitement like a hooker
So put rubbers on your ears, then diaphragms on your woofer
as the rhyme buster, mic clutcher, from Richmond
show the real definition of the word represent
(SOUTHSIDE!) The place where I dwell so
recog-NAS NAS NAS, that _It Ain't Hard to Tell_
who's the best, blessed with lyrical, context that kick
Just like that little girl that got shot in +Fresh+
Word to momma, I'm hotter than that nigga with the bomber
leather pants on, in hell holdin hands with Jeffrey Dahmer
Yo, let me make this clear - I ain't the baddest rapper out there
but I'ma take his place until he get here
[Kalonji]
The sun shitter, hoarse all-star spitter
More ? and asteroid transfixer
Upchucks the medicine, chest of anguish
In a fantasy, holy sign language
I hit worlds, and my strange sperm gives birth
to septuplet lady plants
Check my tympanic titanic time pulse
By the grace of the Immortal One
I am the poisonous priest of fifty until the ?m'salaam?
So every naked ape on
