Chuck Nasty - Chicken lyrics

I got problems, the flow is not common I'm serving you rappers with a helping of Top Rhymin Lyrics that are k**ing the rappers that rock diamonds I'm sick enough to slap you with a bowl of hot ramen Top's China, out flexing Scott Steiner I f** b**hes, eat p**y and pop hymens You're not honest, I'm sick enough to make an abstinent n***a go cop condoms Promise, scout's honor I'm so Australopithecus...oops I mean ape sh**... Going bananas, dropping hammers on all you chicken sh**s I'm sick with the arithmetic 16 bars, 4 verses, 64's the product, I'm playing games but ripping sh** You were quite the actor 'til I f**ed around and flipped the script Listen: I was spitting like a person with a lisp and sh** Now your b**h got my dick written on her Christmas list... But that's what happens when you've got nice writtens And chicks be waiting for your sh** to drop like pigeons... So: get her a pen so she can jot my digits You scotch brite b**hes 'getting boxed like Triscuits It's life, run away, you're getting shot like biscuit... Punk bithces...