The Team G-Mo Anthem

[Verse One] I'm so hungry I could eat a new born baby with cheese No wonder why I suffer from the rabies disease I'll twist your head one hundred and eighty degrees Have you looking like the exorcist lady with ease, please If you don't want to see my crew go far You can jump in front of a train like Bruno Mars I know you biting ass niggas wanna use those bars Every lines phatter than a fucking sumo's arm You go wave around your pistol like you go hard Until my niggas draw four like the Uno cards We use no guards at concerts. we getting half baked Sucking on your baby momma's titties whilst she lactates That fat skank smashed J. Cash and Nobe Then she bought us a large pizza with anchovies I got a hockey mask like I was a damn goalie Now run for your life bitch this is camp Mo-Skee [Hook] This is G.M.O. you better spell it right When did it become cool to be a sick fuck? Now I'm back up in that ass like Lemmiwinks Handicap killer, Handicap killer I'll stab you with a needle welcome to the world of aids Bitch this is a mother fucking stick up, stick up Now I'm back up in that ass like Lemmiwinks Handicap killer, who gives a fuck what Timmy thinks? [Verse Two] I'm assassinating niggas like the Vatican There's no specific pattern and You could be European or African Stick the gold cannon to the back of your abdomen You could be Jennifer Lopez, Jennifer Anniston Hitman for hire, and I'm eager to to get the job Stick a blade through a niggas squad make a shish kebab And weak bitches make sneak disses You probably give your dad 3 kisses a day on his cheek nigga You pussys make me laugh, har dee har har I got something for your stinking ass like Nardwuar Quit wrasslin' you throw me in an arm bar And I'mma DDT your ass on top of a parked car Flow's hotter than the crucible My rhymes are columbine boy you're just high school musical And at my funeral, when I'm asleep inside my coffin Tell Keisha Cole to come give me a flight to Boston [Hook] [Verse 3] You Jehovah's Witness bitches are in the wrong porch I'm in the house having sex with a small horse I'll fuck your bitch in some green Kermit the frog shorts Now she's calling me every week for an encore I've killed a thousand strangers but I still want more I shot Power Rangers right before they all morphed Now I'm driving drunk in the fucking Mach Four Crash the shit into your house, get out and crawl forth I got more gas than a damn lawn mower You eat more ass than a damn blonde whore I got the same pig mask that nigga Saw wore You get your shit split fast with a long sword I got sixteen bullets and they're all yours I lay a mother fucker down on the golf course I'm he who should not be named from the wrong source And Harry Potter better not come back to Hogwarts Nigga! [Hook]