Cliche

See Qwels way past math to drop techs on future prospects Never got toys like Christmas in the projects You rock sets is play this dude braggin' you ain't famous Tighter than vacuums and gets looser than faggots anus Doper emcees non-existent like RuPaul's clit is Can't tell if your dick or pussy like topless infants Couldn't spit sick 'ish kid lickin' your cold sores And leave you scared to drop shit like school stalls with no doors Wonder how this fucker whispers thunder sounds Your fly like crippled Ostrich's I scare heads underground And break it down like midget B-boys screamin' mathematics When style switches faster than faggots rockin' their thongs backwards Ask if I'll kill your career with one verse You couldn't beat me to death if I let you jump first He's a pussy on the low don't fuck with Philippine cuisine Deeper than Mexican philosophy and Chevy submarines What's he mean I think he means your wack B In fact I'm harder to catch than hailin' taxis with black peeps Get in your ass so fast shit scabs when the cops come Guilty as charged blowin' minds like Shanno(?) with shotguns Hold nuts like padded rooms whack raps can't plead insanity Just cause I stand over you don't mean you understand me Man please I'm way to fucking dope to be this humble And knock you out the frame like Christmas pictures with your drunk uncle Like fuck Qwel and his whole team those irrelevant flows I'm diggin' in the crates and he's dunking them down on telephone poles Hope I might choke your as whack as you white jokes The only cat to drop lines like Samoans on tight ropes Motherfuckers can't even respond what can he say Cause after the battle he's more like yo I ain't wanna win anyway And Qwel ain't shit like I ain't lose he ain't even rappin' right Damn right I'm an asshole you pussies ain't even half as tight To and fro fluid flow you know I'm splittin' speakers Try pressin' promos on boomerangs them shits is cheaper *Sample* (scratch) Punch Lines (scratch) Nowadays it's the ways of the underground If I don't say I'm the best, tell me who the hell will When it really comes down to it who cares *Sample* Before braggin' how big my dick was this Bic-smudged note pad Was dad to whip his ass and change his whole fad Now its proud to be the loudest so what you damage mics Battle cats claim to be deep just cause they seen Titanic twice You can and might say something worthwhile you'd rather be wild Huge dick liar's I'd rather teach with freestyles Entertainment got played quick no thanks bitch dick Fuck my kids don't need your playground education content not sayin' shit Master the art of momma jokes while flippin' used beats Ill teach your kids about god they'll kill you when you sleep Don't be role models be honest using loose leaf loosely The same cats that's hatin' Puffy they be chasin' lucci You wasn't preachin' beat before tellin' lies in the street Keep it rough neck I'll flip subjects success mean getting sleep Don't take it out on us cause the love wasn't there Hip-Hop will show you love but the world doesn't care About you big dick, sick shit, lunatic, drug abuse kid I've got some herb and words to give now lets make some music