Batteries (Bonus)

(Verse 1: MIKEG) Heard koolade bishop's coming for his mac soon I'm a have to cut the body up and stash it in a black track suit And wrap that in plastic, so the maggots don't attack it I'm laughing, 3 days later at your open casket I'm sick, Shoved it in your mom's bum And made her shit to a backflip Chatted all your crack attacks, thesis Heard you like to smoke your own peices Believe it, MikeG bitch aka the black Jesus Put sister on her knees and make her snort penis Left your nieces in pieces wish you could have seen it Bitch LACPSBFD, Fuck Koolade! (Verse 2: Yungjay) And we ain't talkin bout the drink, nigga There'll be two hits in this fight okay kid Me hitting you and you hitting the pavement Your breath you need to save it Because I smell the bullshit fragrance Ever since gay marriage, I haven't beat a fag since Punching holes in walls just to kick you in the balls And head buttin sluts and uppercut them in their fucking jaw Piss me off, Will get you pissed on Pussy I`ll have you sprayed like the cat named tron T minus raw, fuck the Midas touch The grim reapers hand but I don`t masturbate much But uhh... I fuck your favorite bitch leaving cuts Cuz I`m... soo sharp when I bust a nut it`s enough to fill up a magic school bus And hot enough to make your favorite rapper move to cuba Call of duty must of taught you your weaponry Look up dragons skin when stepping to me Picked an unnecessary beef with the boy on the block It`s all fun and games till one of our firearms get locked! (Verse 3: MIKEG and Yungjay) I gotcha waka flocka, hit this bitch wit the forth and the sixth in Cut his dreads off an he`s looking like dixon Antwuan, time to change this bitches tampon Now his nose is all bloody from the muddy Brothers slash half blood buddies, (Yungjay: Yung Fuckin Jay) I got this I was only six, when I hit em for his onyx Light assassins had to penetrate I don`t blame you, It`s fate that your fucking fake (Yungjay) Fuck koolade, this bitch is a grenade Shit gets me heated faster than a micro-wave In the center of a rave, In the middle of summer while he`s workin like a slave Had a crush with a slut who had fuckin aids He would still penetrate, Fruits of my labour? Suck on my grapes Fight me when your in shape, soap won't clean the slate Invest in proctology cuz your ass you need to save