Starkology歌词
Yo yo
Y'all respect my tour bus
We got whores with no drawers ready to do all four of us
Wildin bustin big bags of Ruffles
Show money rubber band'd up in the duffle
With dirtball ****** that steal cake from stores
Boostin ****** that pop tags in the mall
True spot hoggers used a few stockings
****** hand over the cash when heat's to they noggin
I sing a lil' lullaby who gon' testify
The way a gruesome murder been televised
Stupid My name still ring in the streets though
Eighty-six used to slip crack through the peephole
Biscuit like vaseline if I was a crook
In rap I'm past the cream brand more lean
If you ****** complain of sore throats
Shove the gun in they mouth throat got scratched
They suckin on Halls yo
Yeah yo
Yo this verse is like leavin the gas on
Hog-tie a ***** for his bread have the Hefty bag on
By any means a cheddar king
Got a '98 kid's voice on smooth like Lenny Green
Word to my mother I air y'all ****** out
Bigger chromers for the one who got the bigger mouth
("Shout shout I'm talking to you c'mon ")
Go 'head and try me you know you a bird
You could be on (Gangland) wit'cha face all blurred
Skull deaded up slumped over the curb
Just watch next time how you write your words
Leave you hangin like your last name
Or a old man's **** that sag with no shame
Payback's a *****; yeah I smash y'all berries
'Fore they find you dead in your (Little House on the Prairie)
Yo I can do this on crutches black with no legs
Both arms in a sling push me on stage
Style still linger in the air like Glade
Girls my early 20's I used to run trains
Chill I got next go behind Dirt
Sometimes I had to chill instead get neck
Rich chandelier gown all over my flesh
'Bout to throw ladies to Haiti peace to Wyclef
Blowed y'all cream never throw dollar bills up
You know we window baggin that krillz up
Fingertips hurt puttin that work in
Move that white in bulk ***** like Jergens
New rappers need to skip town
This the East coast music Grandpa Ghost is around
Icon tellin y'all now
Be out before dawn 'fore s*it get wild