sketch the bottom feeder - speak crass lyrics
i used to be a recluse but i need cash to make me stable
now my gooch got a mean rash from waitin’ tables
the dudes on my team rap so crazy hateful
we got ’em spooked cause we speak cr-ss and slay the labels
everybody knows that houston got the slowed up music though the truth is those abusing the lean p-ss, the drank is fatal
that’s why i stick to beer wine and liquor
i sip it ’till i’m near blind and my liver is sort of in touch but i’m still pourin’ em up
rappers hear my weird rhymes and it’s clear mine are sicker
i don’t party with sk-nks, ’cause these barbies are fake, they like to flirt they’ll f-ck your life up worse than armies with tanks
to be real with y’all, i wanna k!ll ’em all but why bother?
i’m a night crawler like jim and ?, charlie and frank
i’m the creepiest rapper alive, i use deeply elaborate lies to get my weenie between the gap in your thighs
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