msl - speed demons 3 lyrics
verse 1: sketti
one of a kind, double the time, f-cking them up and i’m running their mind
sucking their brain and i guess you could say i’m f-ll-ting it cause i’ve been blowing their mind
(wait, can you run that by me one more time?)
one of a kind, double the time, f-cking them up and i’m running their mind
sucking their brain and i guess you could say i’m f-ll-ting it cause i’ve been blowing their mind
troublesome rhyme, coupled with time women get wetty they loving spaghetti i’m eating the p-ssy and driving them crazy
taking my tongue and makin’ me a mime
feeding this f-cker my knuckle i’m finna be f-cking him up in a scuffle
sketti x ag be the couple when we speed and die past the finish line
verse 2: tok-mei
guess who’s back lab writing with a pen and pad
k!lling f-gs who ain’t no match up against me when i go and rap
yeah there is no way denying that this rap sh-t is my calling
i’ve been rolling up a hill like the sours that i’ve been smoking
i’ve done let the beast inside get ahold of me
my claws are out and slicing everything like wolverine
not even professor x could even say a word to me
cause i blocked out every person like an emo whiny teen
i’ve been rapping way longer than you’ve been sucking on the t-tty
just because i don’t wear any ice don’t mean i’m staying frosty
while i’m up in the studio y’all are standing steady flaunting
at my music but all of y’all jealous is real convulsing (raw sh-t)
oh wait you thought i was done?
little sh-t i ain’t even f-cking came in with gun
all you rappers think i’m corny, well let me treat you like my sons
and bend your -ss over just to whip for some fun
i’m taking on all of you what the f-ck do
gonna pummel you where the f-ck you running to i’m breaking up all of you with the gun i shoot
that’s what’s it’s coming to if you ain’t jackal or sketti
i’m throwing up the confetti
cause all your rapper are petty
i’m steady and ready for what ever comes through
i’ll shoot all you dumb fools
thinking you you better is like em with ja rule
you can never handle what tok-mei will just do
cause motherf-cker the speed demons are coming for you
verse 3: mistery
this is me while i’m driving over f-ggots, so flo antonio
an elite but vile c-ckroach dragging his b-lls, i’m pr-ne to grow
a feast of smiling swastikas, a drought among my frozen toast
i’ll ease inside of optimus, his bowels gets punched like r-t-rded gnomes
a 6 foot long, crooked drawn book gets hooked in songs which look like false holes
someone should go to p-wn stars and ask for strong bombs
it looks like a sloth with a rock down his throat
i’m all the way up in the clouds, i see a little ray trying to be my spouse
i wanna f-ck the light because it probably fit just right like cousins in the south
like a motorcycle tryna fight, i don’t want no more struggle, tied down tight
the right surprise, it might only be a talking prize like some clowns
falling from the sky, might i be one to become medusa but in 2d, and futa
looks like i’m rooting for cuba because of a missile who wants to be wearing a scuba
this little f-cking b-tch of a viewer deserves to be abused and bruised how the f-ck is my wife even human
verse 4: the jackal
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