Rhymefest - Mystery Of Chessboxin' Freestyle lyrics

[Hook] {X4} I'm the dirtiest n***a You the lulliest s*ut The alcohol in my liver make me rub on her bu*t [Verse One] It goes hippa to the hoppa and you just don't stoppa Peace to Big L, Big Pun and Big Poppa Jam Master Jay, down to 2Pac ah Lisp watch your lips, spit your sh** proper Yeah, I beat the odds Your Honor trying to put me away, I beat the charge Callin' all cars, Ol' Dirty and Fest at large f** cash, I got b**hes with Visa cards I'm a monster You can't fit in my genre More guns than Contra like how I'm gon' conquer The King Kong of sing song b**h sing 'long C'mon C'mon C'mon I'm the dirtiest n***a You the lulliest s*ut The alcohol in my liver make me rub on her bu*t Ain't no n***a that be bigger than us And when I lift your skirt up It's like "God damn, that's your bu*t!" Yeah I ain't show my a**, I just mooned 'em And Michael ain't touch the kids he just spooned 'em Mark Ronson picked me up and got me groomed But I'm 'bout to get dirty climbing into your room