Michael Dudikoff

[Verse 1]
I got a nutcracker and long quarter water bottle
Mango flavor with the fruit at the bottom
Downward spiral, life’s gone viral
Now I’m vomiting my Gyro on the sidewalk
In a league of my own, I don’t have no rivals
Don’t retweet me nigga, I don’t like you
Fuck your dreams, fuck your clique
Nigga why you even try you will never be shit
Everyone puts up a façade like they grindin’ so hard
But your ass will die broke with a regular job
Security guard, garbage dumper
I do what I want, nigga, 2012 comin’
I’m a fuckin’ superstar, I’m a fuckin superstar
With a large-ass dick and some big-ass balls
Where’s your bitch? Hand her off
I’ma piledrive the pussy like Paul Orndorff
Survey says I’m ‘bout to run New York
And won’t no B-Grade rapper ever play me like a song
I’m handy with a hammer or a fuckin’ ninja star
I dropkick that ass like Michael Dudikoff