BX Liquor Store Freestyle Mic. Knowledge (Ft. Confidence)

(Verse 1: Confidence)
Fuck, alright I'm goin I'm goin, alright
We came home from the gym, playing basketball with Naps
In his napsack, gotta big fat sack
In his butt crack he can't fuckin play hackey sack
Knick Knack patty wack, on my little caddywack
Ridin in the Cadillac, shotgun
Get at me, I'm the hot one
I'll bitch slap you, and your mom
Cuz I am the shit
I shit like laxitives, cuz I do what it did
Yeah I'm past tense, so fuck with it
I can't fuckin shit cuz I just shitted
Oh yeah come on

(Verse 2: Mic. Knowledge)
Alright, alright
Following the Mazda eatin Pasta
I do what it does, for Marrasa
I'm tired of this fuckin Honda
Tryna get it off like a Panda, bear
Better get outta here before I wear your skin, on my skin
I'm a crazy mother fucker I wear sheep skin
Yeah, fuck Cancun, I mean Chalupa
Uh I mean Chinchilla
I just wanna be in ya
Like a Eskimo eating ice cream in the middle of winter
Cuz I do better then splinters
It's snowing outside, but I don't give a fuck
They call me Frosty the Snowman, cuz I push snow man
I got a better plan, to do what it does