Shogun Spit
• Written by KarlosDanger
First batter to run from my mums third base
After my pops pitched in the first place
In school i could never learn to behave
Then my family parted, pops said be brave
My style changed to pipe and the baggie
Never believed the hype hair long like shaggy
And before this girls always demanded
Too much but i still hit the ass like a bandit
Then i got payed
Ever since then been winning
Driving in whips with the gold rims spinning
Still sinnin hanging with the vagabonds
Still stackin buy em up like war bonds
And you its true in the song what im spittin
Leave your girl thong like the tap been drippin
Am i trippin no but i took a hit
Are you hatin i couldn't give a shit
Cuz you know my style be the force unleashed
Learnt in the temple from the high priest
He said son get a handle on it
Then your flow hot like the wax that a candle vomit
That was the last time i took tabs
Nowadays i stick to the icky and dabs
Lay back on the couch with a garden of the greenery
Me and the crew be foggin up the scenery
Rap grizzly with the stogie Karlos Danger
This shit ain't yogi chop the park ranger
And i know you can taste the flavor
If you cant see it fuckin read it in the paper
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KarlosDanger
Member since April 3 2015