Vomitspit

It's the beat, he hear it in his sleep sometimes

Blare it in your jeep so your peoples can stare at them rhymes

Real rhymes not your everyday hologram

Even when ribs was touchin', never swallowed the ham

He'd rather eat a sand sandwich salad

It might need salt like your man's bland ballad

A lot of stuff happens that the news won't tell you's

Blues on L juice, snooze, all hell loose

Rake it, take it like the good, the bad, the ugly

Break it, rollin' through ya hood in the caddy buggy

Butter softly, leather flossy, fatty juggy

Always threw me off when she told me: Daddy, funk me

I'm like: Anywho's

Seeds walkin' all out in the street without any shoes

I guess it's better than some funky socks

You need to get her some skips before she catch the monkey pox

Instead she wanna hear the beatbox

Take pills and make fake krills as sheetrock

Sing it, bring it, back to your laboratory

While he's in his oratory, glorious like a horror story

The mask is like Jason

They told the place not to let the basket type case in

He could be some kind of wacko

Waitin' for the chance to heat the pipes like a crack ho

He busted in, blessed be the Lord

Who believe any mess they read up on a message board

If so, I got bridges for the low low

Same bitch a-go dry snitchin' to the popo

Here, orange peel stogs for the whole tier

Feel like I've been gone over a year, came home to old gear

It was the shit when I first scooped it

At least I get to sit out in New York and curse stupid

Plead the fifth, sip wine stiffly

Patiently come up and be spiffy in a jiffy

Gift for the grind, criminal mind shifty

Swift with the nine through a fifty nine fifty

Well edumacated, he heard it when he meditated

In deep theta, let her hate the creep later

Dedicated cheap skata who keeps data

Say he stay self medicated to sleep later

Side effects is similar to sugar pill

Whoever go next on the mic he put a booger, ill

And made his exit on some calm shit

Begged him on the regular for kegs of more vomitspit

(DOOM!)