
Suit Case Switch Verbal Kent (Ft. Freddie Gibbs)
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[Sample]
"I have lived my life...I have dreamed my dreams
Now death, take me away"
[Verse One: Verbal Kent]
Ayo my raps are like the facts of life
We are less alike
You're raps are dike, just like the cast of Facts of Life
Let me cast a light
Shed it even
I don't give a fuck about getting even
Cause if I did I'd be in the crib in a Posture'
Monster, underneath the bed you're sleeping
Drink 'til I'm real real wildly
Grab a pen can't stop me
Fuck around re-write Kill Bill
Have it with Uma Thurman and Bill Cosby
Have a puddy puddy pop in his asshole
Make him pop pills, wake up buck naked
Ass up, pants tied with his mouth all [?] faced
Found in the ground in a sandcastle
I'm a motherfucking master, ask the body
No asterisk, I'll body bag somebody
So acrobatic, I'll bet you're acrobotic, Inspector Gadget
Go-Go Robo Bo Jackson body
Never been a better metaphor four slinger
Show me a beat I ain't a four four king of
And I'll fork over a four course dinner
I'm gonna put four little holes in a foe denim
You keep closing the suitcase bitch
I keep doe in a suitcase bitch
Two identicals, do a suitcase switch
Pay me your Adrian Peterson switch
Maybe get rich
Eat at Gibson's on a Tuesday lunch
Got a hunch Tuesday you'll be at the Liquor Boy Towne Center every Tuesday brunch
"I have lived my life...I have dreamed my dreams
Now death, take me away"
[Verse One: Verbal Kent]
Ayo my raps are like the facts of life
We are less alike
You're raps are dike, just like the cast of Facts of Life
Let me cast a light
Shed it even
I don't give a fuck about getting even
Cause if I did I'd be in the crib in a Posture'
Monster, underneath the bed you're sleeping
Drink 'til I'm real real wildly
Grab a pen can't stop me
Fuck around re-write Kill Bill
Have it with Uma Thurman and Bill Cosby
Have a puddy puddy pop in his asshole
Make him pop pills, wake up buck naked
Ass up, pants tied with his mouth all [?] faced
Found in the ground in a sandcastle
I'm a motherfucking master, ask the body
No asterisk, I'll body bag somebody
So acrobatic, I'll bet you're acrobotic, Inspector Gadget
Go-Go Robo Bo Jackson body
Never been a better metaphor four slinger
Show me a beat I ain't a four four king of
And I'll fork over a four course dinner
I'm gonna put four little holes in a foe denim
You keep closing the suitcase bitch
I keep doe in a suitcase bitch
Two identicals, do a suitcase switch
Pay me your Adrian Peterson switch
Maybe get rich
Eat at Gibson's on a Tuesday lunch
Got a hunch Tuesday you'll be at the Liquor Boy Towne Center every Tuesday brunch
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