Kabuto The Python - Church Sunday - Tekst piosenki, lyrics - teksciki.pl

31.08.2009

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[VERSE 1: KABUTO] Kabuto the Python, templar priest or bang Shoot you in the face, Beckham boot you in the face Your crew is straight pussy, got a coogi for a face I'll throw dookie in your face, like I was an ape Alien invader out committing crime in your state Your rhyming is fake and very bad as well My rhyming is fate but my raps rad as hell Blackwater, smack otters if they come in my yard Private property, I'm rockin raps, son, like a bard [?] cop your paraphernalia Your mom confided in me that she knew you was a failure Kabuto the Python, illest of raps, pillin your cat When I spit I grab the bill of my hat (so cool) You decorated your album with gay sun rays Make it chocolate rain on them hoes, Tay Zonday Overzealous, hope to sell the rhyming style some day Zealous O-N-E they on they knees, church sunday [HOOK] This is the hook because Eezy didn't write one Brush your damn teeth and you'll have some really nice gums Church sunday all the holy people come and pipe dumb [?] [VERSE 2: TYT] It's TYT and K-A-B-U-T-O Break a hater like Dorito Your album should be made [?] Your myspace looks like it was hit with the what the fuck bomb "Can you wash the dishes?", what the fuck mom? She caught you acting gangsta in your b-boy pose Last night she walked in while you were modeling her panty hose I'm swervin while servin like the preacher's sermon at the vermin I rap more than arabs rap turbans My words burnin' your eyes like my CD's made of onions Chop down your wack ass, I'm the hip hop Paul Bunyan You a fake rapper, got fake raps, and got fake fans All temporary and look stupid like a spray tan Hey man, here's a dollar keep your honor and just quit [?] make your chest split Request this, anything less than best is sleazy Clear the church for TYT, Kabuto, and Conyeezy [HOOK] [VERSE 3: KABUTO] Your rhymes are weak, my rhymes are strong My rhymes are right, your rhymes are wrong Richard Dockins, I chill with a chick and stick my cock in Shit is knockin', and I'm not too enthused with the shit you talkin' I'm mocking the gay ass raps on your myspace They're shitty and mine are delicious like how a pie tastes Mmmmm...I love pie, eww.... you love guys Harvey Milkin, I get my game on like Bradley Milton Shouting "what's my name bitch?" like I was Rumpelstiltskin Humpin' children is illegal you know? You should stop it, you're a pedo with the feeblest flows My raps are dumb hard, I'll snap your lumbar If you claim to be sick like Yossarian and Dunbar Haa, yeah, you heard right Kabuto reads at a middle school level
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