Lyrical Molestation Da Brat

[Intro]
They call me Lethal Lip, The linguistic
Full metal jacket of vernacular ballistic
Shooting off at the mouth without chap or blistics
I got hairs on my funk and I didn't flunk diaper rash
I'm hooked on phonics packing a vicious vocabulary
Malicious with malice and mayhem straight out of a p-funk dictionary
Give me the mic and watch me slay them
Those lame illiterate poetic systems
Pisses me off
Should be missing me with that shit
Putting that petty poetry package pathetically in front of me
I suppress; I arrest the best of MCs regularly

[Verse 1]
In the beginning I was doubted
Slid in and rerouted
This shit to places y'all bitches weren't even thinking bout hittin'
Heads splittin', shittin' hard on niggas
With a name like Brat exotic cars and large bank figures
A high rank nigga
Top spot taker
Maker of some hot shit loose
Makin' it hard for all yall bitches to move around like moose
Bruise whateva touch come through in a clutch
Bitch beat me never heard of such
Niggas say I'm just too much
Consistent dollar clocker
Sipping lemonade and vodka
Private shopper live and die hip hopper
With the platinum touch
That's what the fuck up
And I ain't tryna lack and slack shit
I'm tryna pack and stack shit
To continue to make phat shit