Mr. Swing - Mumbles lyrics

[Verse 1] Raaa, I'm a f**ing monstrosity Anonymous man with some anonymous animosity Hands off of me, can't touch this, I win flawlessly f** a dog, beware of me, proceed cautiously I'm not ya dog, ya got the damn word backwards In the backwoods, burn in' backwoods While you ba*tards, struggle to write a rap verse Putting the beat in a black hearse Going harder than sixty digit pa**words This a… [Verse 2] Big man flow, y'all looking up to a yardstick While I'm sticking' out more than a crip at a target Started, going hard dropping beats like its my pocket Disregard the fake sh** like a fart with an armpit And its, tit for tat in the parlor when I'm bartering Brought'em in his daughter, then it got weird like Dennis Rodman All these hoes always barging in when I'm gardening Found the new rap jesus, took 'em out back And then I martyr'd him Hard as sin, you can find y'all's trash up in my garbage bin Oh you another Mr. I'm good BUT nowhere near as hard as him What they say… [Verse 3] Said do it again, bring it back, Hester if you wanna Do it twice, double back, do it like Pastrana The ferocity bursts outta me, rabid a piranha Lazyboys in a sauna, now you rushin' like Natasha I'm on ya thick, like chinchilla Chin-checkin' kids who speaks ill of J Dilla Mr. Swing is not one to speak ill of Unless its in correction if ya think ya spits illa Sip on Folgers, while I fold her like manilla This girl has gone wild and I'm off to bear gryllz her