, spit it In ways that'll cause a rush Keeping your face in a state of disgust Hating but still trying to be like us Now, here they come again, the gold
but just a little biter So, as he turned and walked away With his head to the ground and nothin' to say 'Cause he was busted, disgusted, and couldn't be trusted He tried to battle me
, I've got this thing whooped I'm cookin' with grease, these suckers can't look They disgusted and it baffles me I'm rappin' happily again, you should be glad for me
passed it round back to me again I can make you famous like Amos Same as the last punk When I stuck the gatt up his anus Hear me growl, howl I got the
I passed it round back to me again I can make you famous like Amos Same as the last punk, when I stuck the gatt up his anus Hear me growl grrra, howl
dust Just one up my mother's son who got thrown under the bus Kiss my butt, lick my wonder cheese from under my nuts It disgusts me to see the game the
bunch of takes Or me to stand here in this booth all day For me to say the truth, okay You're droolin', you have tooth decay Your mouth is open, you're disgusting
baby's Maybach My shit is powerful, literally sick, trust me, nigga It's ugly to kill a thing if the bigger I get The more disgusting and fuckin' disfigured it gets Niggas expect me
Maybach My shit is powerful, literally sick, trust me n-gga It's ugly to kill a thing if the bigger I get The more disgusting and f-ckin' disfigured it gets N-ggas expect me
off But what if they bust in, busting The nigga at the front desk act like he don't recognize me but shit There's a reward for me, that nigga there hustling
A weeby, weeby wobble gobble, gobble do the turkey Lord have mercy, mercy, mercy me You see I'm tryin' to get the punani But you just wanna rock me, ah
city of San Diego to the fullest Bullshit, is what you be giving me, but you can't get rid of me Lil' Rob (Lil' Rob), without me there will never be Anything
slip again 'cuz my lil' man relyin' me Everyday I put through a test But still progress I'm tryin' to climb hills And tryin' to make me kill for less
man to take a stand All you gotta to is help me Help, help, help me Why don't you help me? Help me, help me, help me sing this song Just a little communication
gonna give that commercial run hit Instead I gave your label suck dick Try to press charges against me Suited me, blackballed me My lawyer wouldn't even call me
Once again another Trax productions Rush for the 9-8, mobsta elites Ain't it a shame how we make ballin' look so sweet Especially when you ain't gotta
over, look what you found, now you disgusted But before I leave, look me in my eye Don't cry, never lie.. [Chorus] [8 Ball] You and me, full of that
cruel can a human be ? nonsence, violence, both are the same, cause killing int the name won't give you any fame, ashes to ashes, dust to dust, your militarism fills me with disgust