Fake as Fuck Del the Funky Homosapien

[Chorus]
If you're brown nosin' in the industy (you fake as fuck)
Wanna pretend that you're a friend to me (you fake as fuck)
Funny style record companies (you fake as fuck)
Weak ass MC wannabe's (you fake as fuck)

[Verse 1]
You know I gotta handle my sponsatility
Along with pillaging of the crusade of the rhythm seas
A million reas
Like ziplock
I seal and freeze
Better than stealin' keys
Or killin' sprees
You ain't worth a hill of beans ratio
To the text I toggle and tilt
Best taste is bottlin' milk
The model of filth
Who's the nastiest?
Who would ever ask me this?
You better acquiesce
Before you take half a step
Eager like a bachelorette
With a lack of respect
Like a youth packin a tech
The whole attraction is death
Plethoras electra to bisto
Come to my creep show
To logic is lethal
I repo ya flow
Recucitate
Reanimate
So now it's a candidate
Most likely to laminate
In other words who wanna get served?
I'll hand a plate with a heaping helping
You'll be belchin'
No one's tellin'
While you chokin' you're eye's are open
Acupunture a private pokin'
And I ain't jokin'
Why this evenin' I feel like cryin free men
Rhyme and reason mixed with violent feelin's
Anything that I could squeeze in to make you descend
At a rate that's sure to agitate
Like you bought a bag of shake
My mind's a data place
Plus a batter's box
That'll regulate your whiney boos like I'm Donahue
I'm Omney calmly bombing your Brownstone
Till the cow's home
Well endowed poems
Crash through the embassy
Disrupt the assembly
Dislocate your whole fake industry
Horrendously