[Intro]
Street Trill....hash-tag: I. Am. Smoking. Crack
All these b**hes flat. Ugh
Smoke crack if you're 12 years old
[Verse 1: Street Trill]
I'm smoking crack every motherf**ing day
Turn a Kindergarten into f**ing D-Day
They're all f**ing gay
k** kids in the night, give them a fright
Drink their blood heavily, feeling kind of Heavenly
Rest in peace, one-in-three b**hes on their f**ing knees
s**ing me, f**ing me
I don't give a f**ing sh**, that b**h is nothing to me
I'll bring her to the courtyard and tell her secret (Ratchet)
(Smoke crack)
[Hook]
I AM SMOKING CRACK!
I'm smoking crack
I AM SMOKING CRACK, YOU fu*kING PUNK!
I'M SMOKING....CRACK...
(every f**ing day)
(Here we go!)
[Verse 2: Street Trill]
All my b**hes get stitches
I beat them to a pulp
I don't give a flying f** if they make it out
Alive. Inside their p**y stays wet
My dick stays hard and my anger they gon' get
Rolling up my dope and I know they ain't stealing--
I keep them a**-naked so I can f**ing rape them
k** them, chase them, I keep them a**-naked so I can f**ing rape them
I don't need them
I f**ing look at my reflection in the mirror, shear terror
When you see me playing my devil horn, you scared
I get paper. Honkies making money at DEMF from making stupid a** beats
In their f**ing basements. I'll f** your grandmother
f** you Eminem...
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Double J]
All these b**hes get stitches
If they snitchin' in the kitchen
The coppers come by and I ain't listenin'
Cookin' crack in the pan
See that b**h I be layin'
If you come near my crew, motherf**er I'll be sprayin'
Smoke green, then I drink on some lean
Bang in the crib, living out my f**ing dreams
Stack paper, who da neighbors?
Stack paper, quoting Juicy J neighbor
[Freestyle A'capella: Double J]
sh**, freestyle no beat, n***a you move your feet
When you feel it down low, you feel the whole damn beat
See the world keeps turning while my money keeps churning
Spit these tunes then I come by, I am burning
When you see so much paper stacked on your knees
Man I'm knee deep in this f**ing green, you see:
Y'all just a sheep, I'm a wolf
When you're moving, I am told
When you see the planet burning, I am here, I am learning
So much is new and different
And this mixtape spitting sizzurp
And when come here- comes the fire
Who do you admire?
[Freestyle A'capella: Street Trill]
...and you know that Street Trill is here
And you know that I'm gonna drink a beer
Maybe six, maybe it doesn't make a difference
If I drink 1, to 12, to f**ing 15
The age of my first lover
I f**ing go both ways
You know that I do
I'm the number 2
And if you don't f**ing know my name
You can go to f**ing shame
Because Street Trill is rocking your f**ing b**h
Without your name being spoken on her lips
She says what she wants, I do what I want
I can tell you that
And you know I ain't talking about no stupid a** rap
f**ing Tim thinks he can beat me in a rap battle
YOU'RE BETTER OFF RAISING CATTLE TIM!!
I'm not f**ing rapping right now I'm waiting for you to walk in the door
Because you're a goddamn who*e
And I can't deal with anything no more
Anything dealing with you
Anything dealing with your poo, because we share the same bathroom
So shut up Tim!
I'm freestyling, Jackson doesn't know who's bout to win
But I know that it's me because I ain't letting you on the track
You f**ing stupid G
What do you think, I'm a goddamn clown?
Cuz I'm a juggalo!
Now I'm about to f**ing bring the beat back...
1...2....3.....4!!
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[Hook]