Grinch Freestyle

[Intro: Thurl Ravenscroft & J.C the Rapper]
(xonthebeat)
You're a mean one, Mr. Grinch
You really are a heel
You're as cuddly as a cactus, you're as charming as an eel
Mr. Grinch (Curse you, Kori the finesse kid)

[Verse 1: Lil Kori & J.C the Rapper]
Yuh, I'm stealin' yo' shit, call me the Grinch
Lil beam on my scope make a fuck nigga flinch (Yeah man, yeah man)
Kori and J.C be trappin' like lynch (Yeah man, yeah man)
And this music shit easy, this shit is a cinch (Yeah man, yeah man)
I'm with my niggas, we trappin' on Christmas
Need me a thick Asian milf on my wish list
Santa hat drip, I ran off with your mistress
I don't need no wish 'cause she down for my mischief
Feel like Lil Tubby, I'm all about fuck shit
Don't hit my line unless you tryna fuck, bitch
Talk on my name, see how fast I'ma up it
I control these rap niggas, y'all niggas puppets
Cindy Lou Who, that bitch is a thot
Stuck on her tits whilе she rides on my cock
Nigga talk down, I pull out my Glock
I'm trappin' on Christmas like school housе rock
I walk down on niggas just like I'm Oshaedy
I'm hitting my dance and ran off with your lady
My bars be hot like a bitch, call me Hades
Pull up, get my dick rode just like a Mercedes
He want a verse, he might have to pay me
I'm slingin' crack like this shit was the '80s (Ayy)
Ballin' on niggas like Tracy McGrady (Ayy, ayy)
I'm done with this shit, let me pass it to J.C (Ayy, ayy)

[Verse 2: J.C the Rapper]
Back in this bitch with my nigga, we litty
I don't give a fuck if we run through yo' city
I'm takin' yo' shit, bitch I put on a wish list
Wrappin' these hoes up for muh'fuckin' Christmas
Straws on the block, I got cough a dots
Everybody is my cough a dot
If you got a problem, you guess I could bop
Then I pop with that nigga, I pop with his mom
Ayy, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, how you finna move it?
Bitch I'm runnin' all these niggas like a mothafuckin' Buick
Put the presents in my bag, then I hit 'em with the smooth hit
Tick tock, tick tock, that goes the clock
I steal presents from the town and I put 'em on the clock
Chimney, slide down, get your shit, slide out
And you niggas talkin' shit, but you get piped down
Like motherfuck up, ayy
Motherfuck up, ayy
Motherfuck up
It be Christmas with you sluts, I'm like
Motherfuck up, ayy
Motherfuck up, ayy
Motherfuck up
It be Christmas with you sluts, ayy
Lil pimpin' missin', but that man a wrapper
J.C's the bitch because that boy a rapper
Sorry I had to break it to you this way
But I am never gon' do [?], namaste
And now I be chillin' this fuckin'
All of my niggas is up and we study, yuh
Nigga, you on the same decrement
Don't give a damn, nigga, eat my predicament, ayy
Pick a man, winker man
Doin' this shit just because I can
Freestyle, off a xan
I ain't got with 'em, nigga I be tappin'
I need to get my ass straight up to bed
But I'm doin' this shit so I can get some head
My nigga Kori said that you was sped
But my name is J.C, so you know that I'm bred
That's how I see, nigga, what you mean, nigga?
Think you fuckin', fuckin' fuckin' up the team, nigga
That's how I see, nigga, what you mean, nigga?
Yes I'm fuckin' and fuckin' up the team, nigga
Robbing the Walmart, I do it for Christmas
You makin' straps, which means you're on my hit list
I kick the nigga, that nigga hit kill switch
My name the rapper, you know I'm a big bitch
All these bitches and all these hoes
Got no damn Christmas spirit with no flow
I'm doin' this shit, yeah young niggas can know
That J.C is the rapper, yes that's how it go

[Outro: J.C the Rapper]
Which one of you bitch-ass, hell-ass, cunt-ass mothafuckas love Christmas?
Arf arf, nigga
Yurr, merry Christmas
It's J, uh, C
I'm doin' shit, I'm havin' fun
Eat candy canes and lick cock, nigga
Mmm-wah
Love you Kori, bye-bye
(Aha, sorry boys, J.C took my virginity)