Untitled Song
• Written by Lonsdale
out running these chickens they ate too much grain fed
im just sticking my ten inch into these girls they brain dead
cause the their game head
wasnt strong enough
tear up the curtains turn it into beef stroganoff
i dont know no soft
my ogo pogo cock
will come up for air and bitch slab a gogo robot
because im oh so hot and your oh so chill
so ill i need some medicine for my flow so ill
so ticky ticky time bomb
girl lose the nylons
and watch me explode all over your face with the venom from my python
so dont push me harder
or ill jump off attached
with this rope latched around your chest into the water
with metal brackets
like your full metal jacket made of copper
im theheinz of this shit
your just a mcdonalds packet
ill add dynamic dynamite to the stattic
go on anne prank me ill blow up the attic
my words hurt and cut deep like a scimitar
i find it gross when people eat chicken hearts
i spit it hard and disregard
cause im an artificial intelligence to these big retards
they talkin thug and lies like stright compton street smarts
i got a big dick, and throw it on my shoulder
i want a fit chick, who will let me bust one on her molar
colder than ice cap from the polar
i dont need these nice raps clogging up my folders
kenny coming in hotter than solar panels
wearing a vneck flannel
theres a skinny jeans battle
because the denim got his giant balls strangled
theres no air to breathe
heres a chair take a seat
and watch me beat my meat till its tender and sweet
ill treat the vendor to some of my twinkie cream skeet
if im the evil genius of rap all yall can form a mini me team
and point your pinkys to your lips
my middle fingers on my dick
what i mean is ill fuck you for free literrally if you ever say shit