Better Break Bad Baby

Better break bad baby I got odd cereals to kill on the edge of my belly So are you ready , to be eaten like arts in a galley I’ll reveal the double sharingan like Kakashi Prepare to flash your goddamn titties Yo , Better break bad baby Welcome in the beast mode Zod tossing weirdly Got the o’ mouth cause I’m rapping near from the east coast I ain’t move tentacles like a rasta but i’m toasting , like you never seen my color marooning I got gold in the mold and a bitch in the shows , requesting Pins crown , reversal cross , my name is christian All question answered like a silent Feeling the blade in my back , the blood in those jacks , I’m roaring like a jungle on crack Recording what God said to Abraham in Moses moutains Flossing come from my cold jaws habits to assassine Jazzing , old from trumpet solos I do with my mojo in the city of claws instead of gasping time on your hoes Or piece machine bamboozling scruffed bitch head niggas ,assholes Chili pepper , shrimp bites dinner , I’m black eating white watermelon since hours Hours hours hours hours , talking several seconds in the stomach of a giant Cedar dick, dark age punk kit in my lyrical spits , waiting for Kenny to split Impetus to pompous , unpious and precious Can you expressed it ? Life Cake looks like a Dead Cookie Take it You’ll never forget me like Mondays under the sun Limb out , guts rapping for my conscious fun Captain oh my captain , you’re so munched since I came home Oh you been masturbated in ten pornhub videos I understand you suffer , the milk created by cows was a lie from liars Surely bitch , you’re so rich high and alive like a skydiver Brazillianly shaking you booty on one million of Of what ? Of verses that I’m about to drop , to add to my funky poor account With a jewish slap , thinker style , cycy hate them loud , rhyma fuck em hard I sit on the couch , transcending my cervicals til they proudly insult me of bastard In the last discussion I had with a llama was so quick and unbridled, we spitted the fuck out like Masters Schooling my english accent , it taste like mustard , avoid backpack and tagging my teachers on the Racks like lab rats I don’t need shiva or chivas to know that I’m rap lab , chemestry on the durag , the mad rag Better Break Down Baby Cuz I broke bad baby..