if integrity was a bank, you wouldn't be broke
you'd be cracked, demolished, fucking up in smoke
you'd be sippin' on leaves with a little pinky out
pretending to be classy with so much jizz in your mouth
shizz in your mouth, inked lies in your mouth
"why you lookin so trash?" everybody shout
bleeding your stank-ass shit all about
words from the birds, skyfall with gravity
how could a broke bitch like you tackle me?
nothing you say ever computes
do me a favour: get the remote, press mute
you probably believe every single word you say
you got a fugly-ass soul, personally honed everyday
your hair is so big, it's full of secrets
sad-ass fuck - wish you could beat this
eat this, elite this, street this, be this
i totally love your skirt, tell me where you got it
on second thought - fucking choke on a cockpit
i mean, olive pit... i mean, stop it... i mean, cock, bitch
i got that steady flow, you a wide-set vagina
or better yet, let's keep it gender-neutral because you so blah
got something to say then just spit it in my face
but don't spray it because i'm the real mace
pepper me up, salt-shake me all around
i'll show you the most seasoned thing to go down
be real, get real for once in your fucking life
don't just say some programmed shit you think is right
you might be the sneak but i'm already at the peak
add six more shots cuz your shit is weak
tip-toe everywhere like a muh fucking ballerina
cinch that tutu in cuz i can still see ya
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