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Saliva
- Great balls of fire
- Guess who just crawled out the muck or mire
- That could make you trust a motherfuckin liar
- A real shuck n' jiver
- Vaughn never been a duck n' diver
- He spit on the mic, yuck, saliva
- Hold it like a drunk driver hold a CB on a sharp turn
- Still clutchin' his chest from the heartburn
- What's your handle? I need a Zantac, ock
- And thanks before I blank into anyphylactic shock
- Rock the disco
- Chocolate on a crisco ho
- Cock diesel
- And still tell a joke like Joe Piscopo
- Tell em the basics
- Basically, break the Matrix
- And just for kicks, make em gel like Asics
- That's why they actin standoffish
- Eat the beat by hand like canned raw crawfish
- Can you please pass the cocktail sauce?
- You might as well know, hell is hot as hell boss
- Tell my horse
- He said broads call me Vaughny
- I make sure I throws em back if they's too scrawny
- Or boney, phony MCs use a stand in
- Leave him hangin like if I ain't know where his hands been
- Hussy, how bout we bloody up your just for me
- Bust a knee
- Then go finish study, a plush degree
- True victory, a new sick story
- I never met a chick that was too thick for me
- Holy Moses, my old earth know me closest
- On how I played the back and stayed bent like scoliosis
- It's no puzzle
- You can ask Doc Zizmor
- The slow guzzle got your nizzle crooked like Biz's jaw
- Drink like a fishy, she wish she was a Pisces
- Live since back when 25 cents Icees
- Used to turn your tongue the color red
- Now they want to fill ya full of lead
- What the fuck that young fella said?
- What kid?
- It's Vaughn the red blooded
- Do yourself a favor or come on, get head butted
- Yoke him if he run
- I'll be there in a jiffy son
- With the flame suppressor like off the 151
- Quit your bitchin, or get *BLAUW* in your babble box
- Punishment for drysnitchin', so now eat this Travel Fox
- You'll be aight once it pass through your yellow belly
- Only thing he said was can you please pass the jelly
- Homo say what? Like a promo play the cut
- On the late night, before you touch the mic, get your weight right
- A lot of crews like to act like a violent mob
- They really need to just shut the fuck up like Silent Bob
- Either that or get smoked like hickory
- Should squash the beef and go wash their teeth quickly
- Know the stee, write a rhyme like a mystery
- And sign it on the bottom in calligraphy, "Your nigga, V"
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