B-m-f (blowin' multi's fast)

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

I am Blowing Multi's Fast
flipping domes skulls crushed touched when ya girl nutted/
dusted openly sharp darts give you dead optics
my arc be cryo when you bark leaving you in the dark/
don't think they can cut me unless they a shark
shaving with ice picks leaves me sharp as Larry Hover/
cold crushing tone touching hobart mustard gasses
be glasses hustling harder call me your don ripper/
speak off the flipper the GOTTIE got it
the SHEEP got it now you rick rock it/
flip flop it, press it up, deck and charge it
Fargo come home lone star hold bars
know scars we roam hard, flow harder/
never barter, we always charter magna opus
choke this ride the clutch cobra it up
hold cha cake my break be speed you can't take/


Blowing Multi's Fast, roast cha class hold cha glass
show ya pass, know ya fast blowing multi's fast


I am Blowing Multi's Fast
throwing out cha gas thinking you speed racing
when I am the racer X you can't even protect cha neck against/
hence the sentences entrances inferences mentoring lives
come off your goth my opts be times ticking when it tocks/
flounder by the hounds we dodging hold cha quads
my balance be violence entering into silence/
coveted by those doctors who in lou given the truth
see me alakazam, alakazoom be holtz showing charging bolts/
we holding when folks be jolting off the sparks
raining down hold cha crown open up on these clowns/
flown by gold shovel your goals down under my lines be Chernobyl
coastal be how we run e'm now we temple teaching
when we round up every emcee and teach e'm to see and end/


Blowing Multi's Fast, roast cha class hold cha glass
show ya pass, know ya fast blowing multi's fast