[Oddy Nuff da $now Leopard]
I'm a shark attack b**h you ever seen one in the summer?
It's getting dark, marked the coordinates because here I come to
Rip this track to shreds so tell them mutha-f**in slumpas
Now that I'm fed I'm gonna bring the thunda cut the strings and beat the drummer
sh**, kick boy run it to the side first
b**h lives slurp why drive cursed
Chick-to-check the meter, speeding in the wide hearse
I'm a sin seeker, skull f** the grim reaper
And did-it-again but deeper
Nah I ain't living right but I ain't living wrong either
See the way I hopped to the scotch, adjust the notch and bust the f**ing speakers
Oh it's too loud? You want me to turn it down, nah I didn't know that you could hear it from the bleachers
Go tell the teacher I don't give a f**
Know why?
This is that basket rap in case you lacked the matter of fact like a rat trapped
Action packed like a blunt wrapped in plastic wax
My flow is casted like a la** an duwhacks
You off your horse of course
So map your tracks so-we-do-not knock you off your course
Then I chop with an axe
Hatchet grasps and casket naps, listening for that gasp
(Very)
Please relax as I run laps around these tracks like the cherry on my b**hes blunt wraps
f**ing busting knee caps
Mind your own beeswax
My nut sack, you will relapse then drown in this tree sap
I heard ya packed your bags and don't know when you'll be back