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SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS
03-27-2009, 01:29 AM
Hush little sucker emcee
Hush little momma
Hush little friend
Let me tell you how I知 feeling
And show you the sword I知 welding

What cha say to heaven in a dish
Words I kiss spit a spliff now you wish/
Never a fish just to dish out my thoughts
Got saucers they fly vertical to horizon
Now I知 minding but I知 sort been blinded/
Gifted wit a fog in front of my face
Wasted off a case of your favorite brew
Screwed n chopped the flow so my drunkenness would show/
Blown off the haze I raised in the fog I gave and caved
Saved from depths of my soul by the sword willed in a goal/
Excalibur driven agiler silence cha in the wind
Hasten hearts never beating right got to fix them tickers/
Now you get wicked slip knotting rappers like presents they just get delivered
Salivate in wisdom I can give without being ask for my opinion/
So if you winning I知 card dealing shuffling a proxy to any emcee
I知 TOXIC like any crusader you be a boom raider I知 the panty raider/
Always on the cuntting when you sucker emcees act like bitches
Stunting you ain稚 got nathen on the way you get played like cable over Direct TV/
The recession is on like a bomb fallout shelter, get cha welts in quicker
Than a oil slick off the tarmac I hardly come back like your favorite show got the axe/

Hush little sucker emcee
Hush little momma
Hush little friend
Let me tell you how I知 feeling
And show you the sword I知 welding

Never steady just lax when it comes to the craps
My gambling hand be a Johnny never pumped/
Channel images of chumps dump a buck 50 in my sleep
Deepen worsen you pathetic existence wit cha slime/
Breaking it down coins get divided, dollars get multiplied
Diamonds get shared, stocks get buried, bonds get executed/
Now you rick ruder folly flooding dime knocker prime time stopper
Where痴 the gear head gadget bread making out wit game than anything bleed/
Dread cha documents ripped time barbs now you get hit wit allot more shards
I知 not cha just cha think, you better bob-n-weave, fink you gots to think
Ink pen drink lead, eat more skulls than heads you getting from girls you know/
Flash bang half gang slang darts sideways 笛immy the Cricket you slackers
Pack more greens than any bay I keeps it lean wit schemes I致e dreamed/
Now you fiend for more dreams, soul snatching body packing rat stacking
Mack tracking tackling allot flaws wit laws that just go on tour wit/

Hush little sucker emcee
Hush little momma
Hush little friend
Let me tell you how I知 feeling
And show you the sword I知 welding