Stinkmeaner (Epic The Boondocks Rap Song) season 4 episode 8

[Intro] Oh, man This is what y'all wanted, right? I'll play nice Nah [Verse 1] I said, A Pimp Named Slickback Now that pimp named Sixx Back Givin' bitches whiplash Turnin' heads to see my six-pack All it takes is a six pack For me to trip and spit crack Bodyin' leagues of niggas The moment my bars dispatch Dig that, get back boy If I rumble with you suckers I'll pop ya eye out its socket You'lll resemble Uncle Ruckus Motherfuckers trust it I don't trust none of these new niggas Cause they'll get a nigga a cut for a Matter of two figures, who Illuvisionary, you can see those sounds Murderin' niggas off top like Bushido Brown You Riley at the free throw now It's all air, niggas will all stare When I pull up in a Montclair Aw yeah, I'm 'bout business I'll make ya clique fall You ball out? Well, I'm Huey when it comes to kickball Bitch, all y'all flowin' this fortune that man made Ya'll lucky I don't get you hittin' with Cristal the champagne Boya bitch named Cristal like the champagne So dip faster than Cristal like the champagne Don't get ya man's ache I'm a monster when I cut your sword I'll catch em slippin' and stomp them in the nuts fo' sure [Verse 2] Don't nobody spit meaner Let a rapper say he killed me, I'll come back like Stinkmeaner Bring ether And I'll leave holdin' his pelt Display his dome on my shelf, I'm Granddad holdin' a belt You throwing in anybody claimin' royalty and the glory Yes, I'll deflower this game like the fuckin' Booty Warrior Bitch ass nigga, snitch ass nigga Talk shit 'till ya chest get kicked ass nigga That's word There ain't a tank close to stoppin' me Throw hands, my cliques scrap like the Hateocracy Makin' a mockery of your team the moment you look, see I'll shut your business down sellin' girl scout cookies I'ma Flonominal spitter in the Hilton A Santa stalkin' little bad nigga like LaMilton Steppin' in the building When I push savage Flex on me, I'll snatch ya chain I'm Butch Magnus, cuz [Verse 3] I'll launch a brick at you like Uncle Ruckus to Obama Talkin' get a Lethal Interjection, you want no drama Real shit Any nigga think he hurtin' me? I'm breakin' in his crib, get Wuncler Security The sickest deliverance You sleep on me, I go Krueger Get outlined, a box of toons from Aaron McGruder Back at Aruba, this is real, this ain't doug funny Comin' for your money with Ed and Gin Rummy I'ma fully grown, usin' competitors as my steppin' stones A heavy armed neighborhood watcher that'll let em blow Let em know everytime I ball up, I score, ya see A nigga with a really nice drive, Dorothy I'm born to be ill, I run my business My style's so flawless, Xzibit couldn't pimp it A problem arises for all when I get to goin' Steppin' on my toes, end up in a nigga moment [Verse 4] In a nigga moment End up in a nigga moment Up in a nigga moment End up in a I said, I'll shock you when I write Cause I'm shockin' when I write Shockin' with the right like Huey's glove Shockin' with my right See I'm in prime form, I'm comin' with mad power Steady kickin' hard shit, you would swear I'm Jack Flowers Let's be honest, gorilla's what I go I Black on track, like Ruckus' wreath is alive Go see mine Go establishin' that I'm beyond the best with this And to this country, I'm bound to be a social terrorist Remember this I'm far from hesitant when takin' action Tom Dubois when possessed, boy, I'm known for spazzin' Your wife's crusher, bring damage to ya marriage Step into me wrong, watch your daughter cry like Jazmine I let it off You really thinkin' you see me, son? I'm a bomb, you a motherfuckin' BB-gun Riot Gang Armada, ya Squadda can see us Hit you with that Mo Guns and leave you deez nuts Leave you deez nuts (3x) Hit you with that Mo Guns and leave you deez nuts [Verse 5] Yeah, yeah I see through the hate My fist pop off like a Ruger sprays With maneuvers that'll body Luna in her Kumite This ain't new to me Boy, we all know you ain't killin' shit I end rap careers, just look at Thugnificent Mindstate: militant, rhyme state: diligent A primeate, raisin' the crime rate frivolous Who is this? Suicide Sixx 'bout to bloom up Going from nothin' to somethin' Just like The Boondocks Recognize that I'm the one that you'll fear, son With a broad badder than Cindy McPhearson Bodyin' instrumentals, you know I'm 'bout that The only thing wrong with this show? I ain't on the soundtrack It's all good though, I'm still on steasin' And maybe at a point, I'll be on for a season But that time shows, I'll show I ain't to mess with This is Adult Swim, you kids can watch the credits I'm gone [Outro] Yeah I said, homies ova hoes Homies ova hoes Homies ova hoes Homies ova hoes Do tha homie Do tha ho- Wait, nah, that was the Gangstalicious episode That shit was gay