O.D. Gravity - Merc With A Mouth lyrics
[Verse: Kaotic Steel] I got a tattoo of time ticking on my chest My name tatted on seven b**hes breasts So I know it's real, b**h I know you crazy For dick and fame that money don't make me I make the money ain't sh** funny, slice you open send the corpse to Bundy Kaotic hoe, definition of phenomenal, you got it hoe You got the aids, you got the HIV. You got the stretch marks on yo hips Thighs, waist, don't forget the booty, middle name Judy, could give an alien cavities with that tooti fruity Go ahead do me, actually don't. I'm tryna pop like 72 inch font, don't make me go pop the trunk On you or your squad or your family, odd my sanity god profanity Gotta blow steam like a tea..pot. Need balance in my life seesaw Too much mindless behavior, pray all you want Jesus won't save you People wanna get religious when in danger, what's faker all the haters patiently waiting for me to Jengha I need a singa to finga, mixing her drink with the lager, the genesis of my bliss like Sega I'm the alpha omega to your beta wishing one day I can slow dance with Vega. Then wake up to see the cover of Fader Hip hop's own and lone Al-Qaeda. Ima elbow and bone Miss Jada But I'm off topic though you new rappers flow old like fossils hoe I go harder than myself on Brazzers bro Not the shooter I'm the bullet fill you up with holes, 2 girls 1 cup of joe In this episode I say f** the rain Steel makes it snow, you can't fake it though till you make it hoe Beat you till you bruise away jerseys of the lakers yo Why this palm tree got a shark climbing up it, why the mushrooms in this Halloween function I need some candy dandy a**, life is a beach with yo sandy a** Them sandy cheeks, they magnifique tryna squish you lil n***as Big Daddy V And I would gladly take you out with my nine and since I don't have it trade for my dime So I don't have to buy it, bout to start a riot, Mr. Steel why are you so violent Maybe cuz you motherf**ers don't keep your mouths shut. Maybe cuz you motherf**ers turned down my volume What's a beat without ba**, words without emphasis soul without a face Digging my grave as we speak today, yesterday was the dream of tomorrow, quit all your sorrow Drag your bloody head down the grotto, watch what you start yo Ima be the one to finish, diminish, Dennis the Menace, replenish the tennis Got Latino n***as doing breast strokes in Venice [Refrain:] I want your mind body and soul I want to grab your head make you lose control My whole party reps the gold, rep the gold