Del The Funky Homosapien - Fake as f** (instrumental) lyrics

If you're brown nosin' in the industy (you fake as f**) Wanna pretend that you're a friend to me (you fake as f**) Funny style record companies (you fake as f**) Weak a** MC wannabe's (you fake as f**) You know I gotta handle my sponsatility Along with pillaging of the crusade of the rhythm seas A million reas Like ziplock I seal and freeze Better than stealin' keys Or k**in' sprees You ain't worth a hill of beans ratio To the text I toggle and tilt Best taste is bottlin' milk The model of filth Who's the nastiest? Who would ever ask me this? You better aqueous Before you take half a step Eager like a bachelorette With a lack of respect Like a youth packin a tech The whole attraction is d**h Plethoras electra to bisto Come to my creep show To logic is lethal I repo ya flow Recucitate Reanimate So now it's a candidate Most likely to laminate In other words who wanna get served? I'll hand a plate with a heaping helping You'll be belchin' No one's tellin' While you chokin' you're eye's are open Acupunture a private pokin' And I ain't jokin' Why this evenin' I feel like cryin free men Rhyme and reason mixed with violent feelin's Anything that I could squeeze in to make you descend At a rate that's sure to agitate Like you bought a bag of shake My mind's a data place Plus a batter's box That'll regulate your whiney boos like I'm Donahue I'm Omney calmly bombing your Brownstone Till the cow's home Well endowed poems Crash through the emba**y Disrupt the a**embly Dislocate your whole fake industry Horrendously If you're brown nosin' in the industy (you fake as f**) Wanna pretend that you're a friend to me (you fake as f**) Funny style record companies (you fake as f**) Weak a** MC wannabe's (you fake as f**) If you're brown nosin' in the industy (you fake as f**) Wanna pretend that you're a friend to me (you fake as f**) Funny style record companies (you fake as f**) Weak a** MC wannabe's (you fake as f**) Okay, let's start Child birth the rhyme and leave stretch marks Etch art with text darts The cardiac arrest arch The next stop is where I shop at the fresh mart Sale of ale and all the bomb you want There's no counterpart Take my rhyme around the park And piss on you like a hound to bark Down to spark blee's and all Unbelievable I see through walls With evil galls I feed 'em balls Agent of derangement Entertainment tainted Wit insane It's flagrant Foul fragile famous cadence You'll never make it to day break Save face You just a grey space I lay waste Rated with frangrance rancid I can't miss it Enhanced mits allow me to advance quick With antics you tamper with your trustees I bust these as rapidly as slush freeze You must need parental guidance Your mental's out of alignment My mind set is the finest The pen let you jack off too often While you sleepin' she contaminate your s**m and offspring I offset any threat to my nature Face you with eight flares and a saber Pave ya till I hit paved dirt While you blaze dirt I flame the greenest bomb Fool, I better never see your palm You peeping tom I'ma need the force of my whole crew to keep me calm I sneak a bomb to your mesa Disgraced ya Waste ya Leave a stain the size of Asia Imperial premier poet My perch could never be usurped For mere syllable serfs Take it for gospel like you hear in in church If you're brown nosin' in the industy (you fake as f**) Wanna pretend that you're a friend to me (you fake as f**) Funny style record companies (you fake as f**) Weak a** MC wannabe's (you fake as f**) If you're brown nosin' in the industy (you fake as f**) Wanna pretend that you're a friend to me (you fake as f**) Funny style record companies (you fake as f**) Weak a** MC wannabe's (you fake as f**)