Gator-toed mauri, three quarters, sky blue
While shitting or fart, hard enough to
Cause i'm the shit, burp, and piss that's fucking up you nerds again
Just fresh out of the ashes it's a detroit fucking classic from when
And nasty remains and bones
This is oh so much like getting votes
Come get some, you little bum
Sanyo, and handheld and handgun
Off track and lately i'm on edge, may be back but nearly fallin off the ledge
I'll eat a rap for breakfast, fuckin wreck it then i burp and belch
What i do, through and through and
I ain't trying to be ignorant
I fear no opponent
Social conditioning and
But of course, i'm the white boy that shows no remorse
Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,
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