[Round 1: Bender]
Now he wrote some extra raps
To switch the limits and mess around
Thinks he set a trap
On some last minute trick to extend the rounds
I expected that, so let him rap
You won't get your wish now anyhow
Get ready Mac, they can call you my British mistress
When I spread you out in a second flat
Now at first I thought I fucks with dude, this youngin's cool
He greezy when he spit
He got that hundred proof yet butter smooth
I'm feelin' that, he's slick
So I took a couple views to study you and realized that your gift
Is nothin' new, you just make what you do look easy, 'cause it is
Listennnn!
Got around to watchin' my last video
I guess now you're gonna say that was a pity vote
I could picture folks at home facepalmin' like, "Oh, that's rich!
Illmac's here to learn us on some grown man shit!"
So how's this
He gets a Too Short t-shirt every Christmas, he's a tad fed up
I heard the doctor diagnosed him with crib death at his last check up
He needs water wings when he wants a drink
At the washroom sink when the man gets up
In the night, and rides a golf cart around the mini putt course: that's messed up
See you ain't amountin' to shit but a mountain of shit
And you ain't been valid in this since 2006
So we can get this solved tonight
And you can call me Walter White
'Cause I can have you all on ice without a ounce of that gin
My last performance? AGL, they give the kid some respect
'Cause most would agree that I beat myself
So really that's my biggest win yet
Sorry Sketch!
And I can count the opinions I give a shit about on my dick
So in the end, I'm still king and that chain's a trinket at best
Get initials stitched in your head like official Mitchell & Ness
While I hit your ribs with my fist in a vicious ripple effect
Won't be talkin' 'bout escapin' no polygamist sect
When a compound break makes your collarbone stick out your neck
And he's always stretchin' bars to compensate
'Cause his body is formed in the proper proportions
This became obvious in the washroom before this
When he caught my performance
Glancin' at me pissin' like, "God that's enormous!
I never saw that in Portland!"
I didn't have the heart to say that's just the top of my foreskin
He called it a "horse dick"
You ask if he's a virgin or not, he will totally avoid it
If you heard that Mac was workin' a broad he had overseas employment
Now you got 2 or 3 minutes before the heat I drop next
So go cop my fuckin' album: flightdistance.net!
Now he wrote some extra raps
To switch the limits and mess around
Thinks he set a trap
On some last minute trick to extend the rounds
I expected that, so let him rap
You won't get your wish now anyhow
Get ready Mac, they can call you my British mistress
When I spread you out in a second flat
Now at first I thought I fucks with dude, this youngin's cool
He greezy when he spit
He got that hundred proof yet butter smooth
I'm feelin' that, he's slick
So I took a couple views to study you and realized that your gift
Is nothin' new, you just make what you do look easy, 'cause it is
Listennnn!
Got around to watchin' my last video
I guess now you're gonna say that was a pity vote
I could picture folks at home facepalmin' like, "Oh, that's rich!
Illmac's here to learn us on some grown man shit!"
So how's this
He gets a Too Short t-shirt every Christmas, he's a tad fed up
I heard the doctor diagnosed him with crib death at his last check up
He needs water wings when he wants a drink
At the washroom sink when the man gets up
In the night, and rides a golf cart around the mini putt course: that's messed up
See you ain't amountin' to shit but a mountain of shit
And you ain't been valid in this since 2006
So we can get this solved tonight
And you can call me Walter White
'Cause I can have you all on ice without a ounce of that gin
My last performance? AGL, they give the kid some respect
'Cause most would agree that I beat myself
So really that's my biggest win yet
Sorry Sketch!
And I can count the opinions I give a shit about on my dick
So in the end, I'm still king and that chain's a trinket at best
Get initials stitched in your head like official Mitchell & Ness
While I hit your ribs with my fist in a vicious ripple effect
Won't be talkin' 'bout escapin' no polygamist sect
When a compound break makes your collarbone stick out your neck
And he's always stretchin' bars to compensate
'Cause his body is formed in the proper proportions
This became obvious in the washroom before this
When he caught my performance
Glancin' at me pissin' like, "God that's enormous!
I never saw that in Portland!"
I didn't have the heart to say that's just the top of my foreskin
He called it a "horse dick"
You ask if he's a virgin or not, he will totally avoid it
If you heard that Mac was workin' a broad he had overseas employment
Now you got 2 or 3 minutes before the heat I drop next
So go cop my fuckin' album: flightdistance.net!
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