Jammie Smith - Bad Manners Freestyle lyrics

[Intro] Uh, Hopsin. Yo, Check it [Verse] I've come to conclusion that life s**s The only good that comes out of it is Sticking my dick in nice bu*ts So if it's wetter than normal inside your wife's c*nt It's my nut I busted inside her that hasn't dried up (Yuck!) I'm such a contradiction, I hang with Dizzy Wright And all he does is smoke so when I'm breathing all the ganja gets in Not to mention I'm condescending, my mind is missing Plus I'm kinda sending the wrong signal Oh god, I'm sickening I'm not the one you wanna start sh** with I'm part animal, part dimwit With bad manners like Bart Simpson You Hollywood n***as who write songs I'll give you a black eye That's a good reason to put some ice on I'm like a Jedi with the Obi-Wan bars Lyrics are shocking just like a phony gun charge My n***as we only f** with the dopey blonde broads We play em, and trade em like they were Pokemon cards I excell in rap It's cuz I been through f**ing hell and back You ain't close to dope It's just that everybody else is wack n***as getting jealous tryna diss me, Scary! I'm an animal, f** a Mink coat b**h wear me! Yo all you rappers quit your b**hing Just sit and listen I'm the new sick edition Of Pac this is the demolition I'm so tired of all the reminiscing So I'mma leave these n***as shook Like my dick when I finish pissing (Yo you f**ing nasty dog.) Get off me! I love Christ but guarantee You wouldn't wanna cross me I'm as frustrating as lost keys My sick mind's a good example Of what the crooked law breeds I'm trying to die as the greatest rapper sh** I'm so hungry I could stick my fist In a blender and drink it after You climbing up then I'm gonna break the ladder And you'll fall off so damn hard That every bone in your face will shatter f** these n***as, I'm a racist ba*tard You hear the devil speaking in tongues On this song if you replay it backwards Tell your sister I can't wait to smash her But I heard that her p**y stinks So make sure that she f**ing takes a bath first I come second to none My verbal weapon is perpetuous, and it's just as effective as guns You destined to plunge Homie I find it pleasant and fun Like having s** with a nun (What the heck have ya done!?) Whoa, I'm known to hate I use foul language to motivate I know I'm dope, okay But Hop ain't real was just a role I play Earth, I don't know this place But I just wanna stroll away Into my home in space Wearing a pair of flying rollerblades Ehhhhhh, f**