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Poet Chane
Uh haha it's Poet chane Whack Motherfuckers Illmania If you ain't Tierra I don't f*ck with whack, I don't f*ck with whack F*ck your mumbo jumbo that shitty rap, f*ck that shitty rap I don't think you rap nigga I just think you act and I just you act Fake motherfuckers I said your shit trash, yeah I said your shit is trash I'm breathing fire on the Mic like uncle Iroh And I row through the flow like I'm supposed to yeah I know I float through your streams like a spread boat so as you know I kill goats Slit throats, I'm in a silk coat And will boast of being rich even though I'm real broke So here it goes, Niggas frome coast to coast I leave emcees burnt screaming f*ck as I roast Am I old enough to blow em up, age is just a number but it's a prime factor What if I rhyme faster I might blaster with the speed of light past you You's rampage like sheep advert, I mean cheap advert, you cheap pervert As I have this lines mastered I'm from the future like a time traveler I say Doctor who you say Doctor Suess, my rhymes and silly schemes aren't Boost for you mindless simpletons, I'm shocking rude they say what is good For the goose is good for the gander Then I shot the goose Oh Deer then I shot the Moose I get a nod from boo to sto a cute Prostitute Get a head, decapitate her and the rock her boobs If you're not Tierra I don't f*ck with whack, I don't f*ck with whack F*ck your mumbo jumbo f*ck that shitty rap, f*ck that shitty rap I don't think you rap bro I just think you act and I just you act Fake motherfuckers I said your shit trash, yeah your shit is trash I'm not a brute, I jot the truth my will is too mock and bruise I'm dark and cruel the class of art is through Hey teacher see the dot I drew Yeah, Imma tear the wrist then explode cause the spot is blue What's an ox if it's locked in a box what's profit to a prophet who's got no shoes You niggas hairstyle look like an advert for skittles shampoo Motherfuckers claiming to be hard and resistent's and real as bamboo I ain't Jack Black I'm the panda fry these bastards I dont eat from can fools But I unload these can fools cause the can full Too many cockroaches let's see what these spray cans do I swear and I stand nude my hands glued to my dick Damn I can't move Whatevers left of brain soaked in hormones my conscience in a stretcher Damn dude, balls say thank you. Wait how can you If you're not Tierra I don't f*ck with whack, I don't f*ck with whack F*ck your mumbo jumbo f*ck that shitty rap, f*ck that shitty rap I don't think you rap bro I just think you act and I just you act Fake motherfuckers I said your shit trash, yeah your shit is trash If you ain't Tierra I don't f*ck with whack, I don't f*ck with whack F*ck your mumbo jumbo that shitty rap, f*ck that shitty rap I don't think you rap nigga I just think you act and I just you act Fake motherfuckers I said your shit trash, yeah I said your shit is trash