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featuring Kirk Knight Produced by Kirk Knight (Verse) Tango and star vangulars, astro projected through telekinesis messages The creeper, the speciman, the man who's overly chauvinistic Who bumps mad libs grabs people mad lib that dish served best cold Tote this budwiser to use blunt roll to reduce gas gazzlers Massive the dice, Cee-Lo with mad husslers Now back to the nap raps with gram I explain for the fanny pack Told the stashin and fashion, there's a creeper stay flashin Images and nudies of girls screamin and cooties Its only cause I got the woody I just wanna get the huh, this the type of shit that I do in my sleep The most slept on like pillows versus sheets Most of these niggas think they hot shit, Get hit with the mic and come out clean ass rap shit Weak MCs I eat half of them, like a meal Burp up chains like old cartoons burp out names It’s a beast coast veteran, go ahead let em in Check the regimen, who you think you better than? Nicer than me so that down dont get clapped Putting together the first letter all caps when you say that Man what you earn more dust in you earn, Might as well make your income in the creases in the couches pease learn Man Juwanna, yea it’s your turn to face's L pussies eaters with gonorrhea let it burn, Letras de cancionesMight as well be interracial, she says she love facials Oh wait, come again? Hold on, bring a friend You know shorty is a ten, the PE hooligan, swing around ten Kirk Knizzy in the house, the creeper all about, Imma show you what MCing is really about like, Yes, yes ya'll, I delete all make MCs withdrawal From my left balls is gets dramatic, screaming help You cant take a shoot yourself, I never address the ties My nigga shoot yourself, like sorry Ms Walters, I cant take the reign, but besides the fact man I’m glad you came Next round took out the pistol with a ca.. crystal balancing show missles with no toe It was all brittle thinkin all schizo, After the facts you try to call me little, little did she know she let me hit for a nickle Same color strain like the skittle, pitfull, read her straight like kittle Why the side trackin creeper stop slackin, stop mackin And niggas start straight attackin, this is the type of shit I do in my sleep Leader of the nap rap my nigga (peekeeeee) It goes Brooklyn, Brooklyn. From Letras Mania