Spanish Song

[V1]

Ayo, I'm playing knick-knack patty knock a beat the fuck out

rejecting cats faster than gay kids bounced from the cub scouts

Tossed from the front door of the clubhouse, like, "Whats up now?"

Scour the grout off they feet and making em walk the rough route

I'm sick of niggas wearing Sean-John, always puffed out

Hogging mics, acting retarded, just like Forrest Gump sounds

So, if these rappers wanna bust rounds, I'll have a field day

I'm always in-zones when I touchdown, compton to bucktown

Pounding the scrubs, How in the fuck your stuff counts?

When Verbs is on witness protection, after hearing how I snuffed Nouns

Stalk a circus and hunt clowns... .If you're smoking

Tonedeff causes emphysema, and will ultimately turn your lungs brown

And that's my recommendation, I'm saving ya' from deterioration

By making replacements for inferior baseman

Players that never could play at the game they were placed in

Checking the roster for their names, just to discover that they were scraped in

[V2]

Yo, I cross cultures like puzzles of words

All y'all nickel & dime MCs are better off smuggling herb

The minute I mutter a verb, I spark infernos

I should be locked up for fucking kids like I was Mary Kay Latourneau

You saying there were no... Witnesses

Quick... if this hypocrite fibs a bit

kick his shit in and just get the whip and a hypnotist

I'll finish him with a little lyrical hit and then stick em and spit in his

liquor with gin in it till he's admitting it

Y'all wack rappers are just effiminate

If eating dick's la vida loca, y'all niggas is living it

So, Come ON!!, no need to do the arithmatic

This kid is just sick, so, Heads up, peep my single Ridiculous

I inconspicuously wow brothers, without studders, Leave sounds smothered

You couldn't come to grips with cow udders

Like proud mothers, I brag with the best of em

Ask your man what score he got after Mr. Deff tested em

[V3]

If you're the champ, hand over the fucking title now

More rules than a Cider House

Pay me the proper respect... just close your eyes and bow

Its show and tell ya better hide your style

I'm trying to separate the wack from the weak and I cant seem to divide the pile

Stop grinning or I'ma strike ya smile

Like lawyers strapped with time bombs, you'll never survive the trial

Cause I'll defile ya name, card your ass and swipe ya file

Bitch, I'm the river of venomous flows that spiked the nile

Despite denial, some rappers are never happy

Yelling and shit with no email addresse talking bout get @ me

Dog, I'm serious, with handhelds I'm shouting out, like Nextel

Don't need a copy of Microsoft Office to EXCEL

WORD. I'm making these power points like Bill Gates

Cause yo, if tone is recorded on chrome, its instantly the Ill Tape

You know Domingo makes the real breaks

Your mother said "Guanabana", when I asked her how the dillz tastes