Posted by: Simba Too Cold
Bars after bars, you would've sworn a pharmacy
Was giving out jars of this stuff without carding me
Djarum with a cardigan on, man I was born to be
Bond, Sean Connery doing bodily harm, yeah
Lady in my arm, she stuck to me like a starfish
In a whip so ill, swear that I'm getting carsick
Drivin' down La Brea tinted windows like a tar pit
Lit cigarillo armadillo on that hard -blam!-
Bar-barbarian chillin' in Barbados
With a Barbie at a bar while barbequing these lame-os
With the same old styles that are way old
Need to get that new-new cruise down rodeo
Shout out to Richlee chillin' out in Long Beach
Power to the people that be occupying Wall Street
Murdered the beat, it's in the coffin with Gaddafi
You -blam!-es talk a lot, but now you're barkin' up the wrong tree
Michel Gondry, vision on that other -blam!-
Goddamn I be goin' HAM like I cut a pig
-blam!- a ho, -blam!- a -blam!-, you be on that cuddle -blam!-
I ain't gon' stop 'til I'm swimmin' in a money pit
Knocksteady, we go hard in the paint
Yeah, starvin' recording, puttin' heart in my tapes
Swisher grapes in the morning to start off the day
Get your bars up now that the bar has been raised
What kind of fake 'rapper' would steal their raps and rhymes?
I'm DUMBFOUNDEAD you came here, and wasted all our time.
You should've just kept silent, and acted like a Mime.
You're pushing rappers off the hill they worked so hard to climb.
Good rappers have emotion, meaning and are blessed.
But what does that all mean, when you steal it off someone's chest?
You infect the world of rapping with your cheats, and your infest-
Infestation of cons and crooks, flooding out all the best.
And with this, I'm going to sleep. As King. For now.
[Edited on 12.17.2012 11:51 PM PST]