*imma motherfukin goblin*
I think I'm ill
Cause I'm diagnosed with anger
Drink a bit a straight vodka
And fight a complete stranger
And fuck a hater
So what if I complain
But if u let me explain
So you could feel what I'm saying
Feel the shots through your speakers
Like bombs to the brain
Or I'll hang you by the neck
Like Saddam Husein
I'm a drug to these bitches
The black cocaine
They sniffing me up and down
Like a fragrance men
Its kinda bummy
With the way ya'll act
As a matter of fact
Yo act
Was kinda whack
So get back
I'll attack
We don't do
Knick knacks
We don't knock
On the door
We barge in
As a pack
I am a fighter
So I'll fight back
Haters tryna set back
I ain't afraid to say anything
I put dirt on a track
You wanna horseplay
So I'll leave your face quarter crack
I'll show up on your birthday
With nothing but a surprise attack
I'll leave yo ass Red and blue
Like the union jack
Diversionary attack
Steal your shit
Call me whisker jack
I drink outta the bottle
Put lips on the bloody cap
And if u wanna scrap
Gimme beef and I will batter that
They say that I'm a devil
But my souls a rebel
I'll fight any bloody demon
Hang him up with cables
Feel my electrical vibe
Describe me in two words
And than I will imbibe
Uhh
Fuck it tho
I had to transcribe
I be sitting in the darkness
For half of my life
But these bitches still flexing
Gotta wear protection
Sexing and exing
And On to next one
-thats all a nigga wanna do-
I be sexing and exing
And on to next one
And fuck a hater
So what if I complain
But if u let me explain
So you could feel what I'm saying
Feel the shots through your speakers
Like bombs to the brain
Or Like Rihanna
*Bang, Bang*
Man down again
Or hang you by the neck
Like Saddam Husein
Stick my dick
In yo bitch
While yo ass complains
They say
Kid-Swisha I'ma bad motherfucka
I can do whatever
None of them niggas
Ever thought-a
See When I rhyme
I bust-a
Couple a flows on ya
Flows like a sniper
Shoot once
Your a goner
If u talk shit
Leave u under
Then I'll make you bloody wonder
Why you artist cannot plunder
Cause your shit is a blunder
Strike you like thunder
Yo chick call me Swisha
The blacks call me nigga
But really that don't
Even matter
Imma rapper
So I guess its cool for me to say whatever
Whatever Trevor
Fame is what I will endeavor
I'll take your sister
And then we do it under-cover
I turn her on
Like a motherfuckin tap-water
Feel the shots through your speakers
Motherfucker..
As I speak
Your now the listener
And when you see me wave to my middle finger
I never say hi a motherfuckin hater
Never..
Nigga..
Fuck yo feelings..
(Your Feelings)..
Motherfucka fuck yo feelings
(Your Feelings)..
I swear this shits apalling
But everyday I be ballin
And your bitch still calling..
And a Nigga like me I ain't answering
Cause you no I be ballin'
Motherfuckers keep hating
Fuck you
And your whole crew too
I'm chillin home
Playin' PS3
While smokin' a zoot
*while smoking a zoot
Chilling home playing PS3
While smoking a zoot*
Strike you out
Like I'm playin baseball
That shit you talk about can't seem to back it up at all
So why you pissed for
Cause all u do is blow some air
You comin' at my face chattin' shit
Think I really care
Do I give a fuck so
Nigga that's a hell no
Wrestle on yo ass
While I'll punch you
And chokehold
I'ma monkey with a brain
Call me Mojo-Jojo
Got girls that give Powerpuff brains on the down low
Fuck
This shit is so crazy
When other rappers fake I'm so real
That's the truth g
Yes I got swag
And I got a bad bitch
Call her dynamite chick
Cause she blow me off and shit
She blow me of and shit
Yes I got a bad bitch
And she blow me of and shit
You niggas still hating'
Get of my dick
I don't give a fuck
Middle finger bitch
Outro *Swisha talking*