Elmer Fudd

[Verse 1: Sean Price] Spit harder, P, rosary bead stigmata Booyaka, medulla oblongata, a shooter To the world I'm a hella thug Double barrel apparel similar to Elmer Fudd Duck season and big Ruck squeezin' [?] for no reason Peep the poems and the predicate, felon Tell 'em go home with the medal Go to your home Me and homey holding the chrome Got four fo-fos like I'm Moses Malone Gun shots, I'm bringing the thunder I'm mean, don't swing on the King of Zamunda I killed a cub as a Cub Scout Rub me the wrong way, bitch niggas get rubbed out I used to be a b-boy, bitch Now I spit gemstars, scar, keloid shit P! [Verse 2: Starvin B] Line up the shots, I knock 'em down When I formulate a plot, your block is baccala Beats get ran through like sheets of bamboo Now they all learn to savor the burn from the grand crew Stake through the heart, hallucinate in the dark I create another shadow up in Sculpture Park 'Sposed to rock, assimilate a culture shock And make ya spine disalign and get your pulse to stop Check it, let the record reflect my intellect And the ignorant disposition that never accept death Got a problem, you could meet us on the moon Haven't stopped kicking since a fetus in the womb I proceed to find freedom in the tombs While your mind still locked keeping weed inside balloons My steam in piss stream on datpiff You ain't gotta say shit, just click it and that's it [Verse 3: Foul Monday] Yeah, you better handle with caution Anyone of my niggas'll cause a misfortune Fuck the flowers up and spit on the coffin The foulest brand baby, come and swallow these orphans Flow airtight like zip locks and body bags Niggas is pussy and softer than vagina pads Playing hype like he sniffing some raw yay All it means is I be beating his ass the whole day You call it beef but I call it the entree Boy I serve it up cheap like I bought it from Conway F to the izzo bitch, no deal Punch you in production, my function is so ill Rap trinity is simply too real The epitome of lyrically shitting on your grill