Shadaloo

[Verse]
This the shit that make the street cripple
Make the dope fiends wiggle
Your chick got self-esteem issues; I let her eat a meatsicle in the vehicle
I seem fickle, don't let the monster from your dreams get you
My salad sauce hit the silk handkerchief I'm pissed
Hit Guillermo for the fish, he said "take your pick"
Trash rappers sending verses, we ain't making shit
Not even if you had cancer and you made a wish
That'd be a a tragedy, it's like I design shit when my lines fit
I'm a stylist, here's a casual tee
I gradually made my name synonymous with filth
Every track getting killed till the car is milk
Smallpox on the quilt, anthrax on my quill
Cigar filled; now I'm on stilts, keep it trill
Still cop poppy's best so I got that stuff
I'm Rod Tidwell when he got back up
Show me the money prick, or be Sigourney when your stomach rip
Hit the corpal rock a snorkel, whale blubber dish
Used to ride on the handlebars of my brother shit
Now I just handle bars with the oven mitts
Cats repugnant but you're gluttons for this punishment
Like a vato voted republican
I got the ideal product tell em we selling drugs again
How you like them apples?
Judges throwin' gavels, vagrants cackle smokin' my off-white gravel
I killed em all cause I bought it raw
In the dorm turned Paul Bunyans to Paulie Shore
You succumbing to your habits, I ain't takin' shorts
So many cuts in the trinket the shit came with gauze
If you compete on this level I guess it's gettin' tougher
Lames stealin' my tape I feel sorry for your mother
You like Chauncy off the 40 looking old and salty
Eating poultry I got two types of poultry on me
One was free the other one crossed in cabbage
One sucking the other one wrapped in plastic
(Ha ha ha ha ha)