Hideous mutant freak I'm a being of most disgusting means Genetically bred to kill Viscous pathogen blood excreting From my very genes Hybrid parasite
all I see is a bunch of weirdos. You's a airhead bitch... scarecrow. Ha, ain't nothing old 'but my money bitch. (Ha ha) This is grown liquid assets. Benjamin
Liquid, solid, gas, we'll be kickin' ass In any form, or matter, or mass This ain't science class, I know but it's science From the rhyme boss of the
, all I see is a bunch of weirdo's you's a airhead bitch, scarecrow haha, aint nothing old but my money bitch hahaha, this is grown liquid assests Benjamin
stroke you and soak you but not just between your thighs Your hips plus the way roll grips gets me swervin' Job site visit exquisite lunch time excursions
living room is humongus School lunch on the floor Baby vomit atomic, raviolis With an old bowl of guacamole, cap'n crunch No milk, chase it with some fruit punch Dishwashing liquid
future, pack a lunch and haul ass Anyway, it ain't no time for no picnics This that business, the slickness to get your chick hit quick I make her drip all her liquids
the wall and it'll soon be coming in disposable tin cans my soul shows art to me, but dollars says my radio wall street liquid lunches showing us the
a hat' tricks Just that classic rap shit from Jurassic Hey, I'm 2na Fish from U N I T Y Do or die, anti-illumaniti, why? Do the liquid from my vocals
Bodies dismembered, corpses desecrated Carcasses liquidized and minced with hatred Brains are splattered, strewn limbs and heads Blood has been spurted
Yes match of the day's The only way You can spend your saturday Don't forget, the trainers with their sponges Managers with open cheques, liquid business lunches
Glen: There's a big shiny future You've been dying to buy Better start power lunching In your power tie You can't wait for fate To somehow intervene
all I see is a bunch of weirdos. You's a airhead bitch... scarecrow. Ha, ain't nothing old 'bout my money bitch. (Ha ha) This is grown liquid assets.
hands up," better keep 'em up 'Cause niggas is creepin' up with heaters up And nigga, you soft, I'll take you to lunch and feed you a corpse Wash it down
're tryin to get the meal"] [Verse 3: Choclair] Check me out y'all, yo, yo, Choclair, see, shit ain't sweet Cheese sandwiches for lunch, two jeans by
think about the last time You took a little time to count each blessing one by one For breath in your lungs and Son risen For making your lunch in your
