Batch Smokes

I spit platinum, shit diamonds,

dumb shit to keep you tuned in's the requirement

No life, no passion, still it’s fine, killing time

till time kills me like Time In, I'm sleeping tight

during the day, creepy like Gotham at night

mind's gone clay, face looks like shit, all right

if I was doomed to cope till boredom drives me crazed

might raise up hell like the undead rise from graves

on my Romero shit, a living dead lyricist

writing the pain away do make the day, I sleep in peace (piss)

like lil' kids wetting theirs sheets,

can pissing one's life away be legit?

You's a skeptic ? Using shit cards you’re dealt with

leave you neglected,

you need that shit that's hectic

and fuck them NPC's that be living in PC's

that shit talks for itself like them scheming snitches

gen pop is snakes

I stay solid, move with stealth

speed and strenght

extend to unlimited lenghts

they can't see me let alone seize me

If they ain’t sleazy, my skin’s just way greasy

Mental pictures, draw quick like Shalashaska

Colt Single Action Army going « bakka" at ya,

jump the gun? Fuck that, I'm spinning it,

and outploy all cow-boys after fiddling with it

sadistics' process is to enjoy slow deaths

ask Light from Death Note, boy never showed less

like him or not, but like him, you hate L's

makes you feel like prison vacant space: a dead cell

holy cum, what the veiny cock?

Big balls and spray cans we got for plenty spots

grainy walls get a taste of the gravy sauce

Pretty hard to digest, this is heavy slop

we come and go like players shit on begging hoes

Blood's the chef, suit on, hand him the chemicals

We crack jokes, indulging in batch smokes

laugh, choke, hock spit acid and splash folks

your bones weak, bitch, is you lacking lactose?

Give us bad hoes palming sticks like they pack those

stripped naked in front of my child psychiatrist

like I wanted to send him up the river

deliver retardness spreading like streets that's littered

Like a healthy heart, me skip no beat

beat yo' clit, nevertheless, me take no shit

from a bitch, I handle it like fat chicks do their love handles

and get rid of that shit fast quick, classic tactic

ain't a prob’ to sock you like a naked foot,

plus, I'm ten toes down to boot your ass, lace it fool

I tag along to tag schools, pack bats to bash fools

make baseheads run like they tag up, we bad news

and act cruel, take the shine off you like we bag jewels

what's cool? Are we stars or just some bad jews?

We fool fags, do cool tags, you knew that?

Life's a crap shoot, that's why guys grab deuces

and shoot crap, we fucking rude kids,

like chomos going anal on brats, true shit,

the type we make you puke with

come close to the balls to find out what real juice is

cook this, cook that, cuckoo while I looksmaxx

mastering the jestermaxxing shit, where the booze at?

Shoot smack, smack each faggot that sucks more than a fat leech

or teens that’s promised modeling contracts that quick

mad peeps ask me like a stripper who lacks seats:

«  where the fuck your ass is?! »

Wandering off into the wilderness, off to some dark fields,

which hold that of these

from where US cats got more Orange than Garfield

a light feeling of bitterness

like I ain't never felt no blessings or the bliss of sex

if you're ever sick of cess

Got that good shit that makes you beat yo' chest

check yourself not to wreck yourself, so keep yo' vest on

and squeeze when pressed, I breeze and best

cold words like police when they freeze yo’ breath

Me? No rest, like I need mo' stress, my deeds so great

get more pissed than the rich who leak Moet

in retrospect, when push comes to shove,

just shove and push like a big plump bully,

dudes? Lots is wuss, plus, rules can't school me,

I'm forever loyal to being unruly

you a ugly Sloth, come run with a dumb Goonie!

"Little vicious bitches looking for fun? Choose me!"

wrote this on the 'net as a young and dumb newbie

Cool C with a uzi couldn't get as loosey-goosey as me

let you smoothly drink in my smoothie-ass speech. Happy?

Hate all the shit on the planet,

fuck life and rape the dead in they caskets

flip your body like gymnastics

you play the part, you bitch actress,

Ain’t no escape, I'm the taxes,

track your ass down with my radar cause I'm batshit

fight me? It's like lightning a flame on all matches

get cremated to ashes

serial killing like Heinrich Himmler,

other words, I am H. H., holmes (H. H. Holmes)

bad to the bone, grabbing the chrome, blasting a dome

like Homer Simpson, got the bomb,

this deserves a flick, pass me the phone,

gotta sell the script to flip it, I'm livid with it

used to chase beers, now that I'm the raising the bar, I can say Cheers!

I am your self-hatred, make you break mirrors

stomping sissies to a pulp like we hate queers

for any query: less gossip, more fight! Call up Jerry

the show is on, you hoes, begone!

hype my dude on each life stage, Holton Deshaun

enough is never enough, better be tough

tough as rock, rough as cock, rocking the best of Reebok

want weed? Coke? Beef? Smoke?

You meatheads tripping, get grilled and served in a meat box

tick tock, lick shots, get your kisser lip-locked

on the gun barrel slurping the shit like a big cock

real cooking: dirty shit, no actor, fuck an apron,

cuisine unique, fucking bastard, word to Ason

bop your head to the soulful jam

pop much lead at the doleful lames

drop 'em dead, smear they awful names

thoughts of dread, voice is gospel fams!