FLIP FLOP TWISTED HIP HOP by BRUSQUE T Lyrics
IM STREET ORRIENTED BUT YET
OFF THE CHARTS OF THE STUDIO T-GRAPHS, SO GET B-SLAPPED
WIT MY G-CAP FASTER THAN FAST
FUCKIN UP ANY PROCEDURAL TASK
HUMAN SPIRIT CRAVES MASTERY OVER ITS CARNEL SHELL
I DABBLE IN THE ARTZ
SO IM RAFFLIN THE PARTZ
YOU BABBLE IN THE ARTZ
BARELY RACKIN THE PARTZ
I'VE BROILED MORE TANGY PEACH FLAVORS THAN WILLY WONKA
CUT AROUND PLENTY MORE EDGES
THEN KIM JONG UNGS KATANA
REACHED HIGHER SPEEDS OFF MY CALLOUSED FEET
COMPARED TO YO VINTAGE HONDA
AND GOT CLOSER TO GODS GLORY
THAN YOU HAVE TO YOUR KINDRED OHANA
IF I REALLY GAVE TWO SHITS I'D BE CONSTIPATED IN THE BANO
DONATIN THOSE TURDS TO THE SEWERS
AFTER FEEDING THE ZURN
ITZ PRITTY SIMPLE
SCRUB THE DRIED CUM OFF YO SHITTY DIMPLES
EVERYTHING ON EARTH AS OF NOW WAS QUITE SUDDLE
TILL YOU STARTED
TO CHATTER YO MOLARS AND GUMS IN A GRUMBLE
LIKAH PRIMITIVE HOMOSAPIEN FROM DAH JUNGLE
THE COCKSUCKER
ATE BROIL, HARDENED, CRUST, SMEARED, DICKS FOR SUPPER
ALLOW ME TO ANNOUNCE THE RUMP ROAST;
WHILE IM SAVORIN MY V8 OUTTA NFL TUMBLER
AND SCREAM HATEFUL WITTA GRUMP BOAST
FOR THE SAKE OF THE GRAND FINNALE CHUMP POST
IN SLUMBER
I WONDER WHERE THE HELL MY FUCKIN CHUBBY PAL WENT!
THE SECOND I FINNISHED THE BET ON THE RUMMIE CHALLENGE
I GOT A GRIP ON GANGSTA FROM MY GRAPNEL TIPS
SO BEWARE MY SHARDS OF BRONZE SHRAPNEL DISHED
OFF THE CHARTS OF THE STUDIO T-GRAPHS, SO GET B-SLAPPED
WIT MY G-CAP FASTER THAN FAST
FUCKIN UP ANY PROCEDURAL TASK
HUMAN SPIRIT CRAVES MASTERY OVER ITS CARNEL SHELL
I DABBLE IN THE ARTZ
SO IM RAFFLIN THE PARTZ
YOU BABBLE IN THE ARTZ
BARELY RACKIN THE PARTZ
I'VE BROILED MORE TANGY PEACH FLAVORS THAN WILLY WONKA
CUT AROUND PLENTY MORE EDGES
THEN KIM JONG UNGS KATANA
REACHED HIGHER SPEEDS OFF MY CALLOUSED FEET
COMPARED TO YO VINTAGE HONDA
AND GOT CLOSER TO GODS GLORY
THAN YOU HAVE TO YOUR KINDRED OHANA
IF I REALLY GAVE TWO SHITS I'D BE CONSTIPATED IN THE BANO
DONATIN THOSE TURDS TO THE SEWERS
AFTER FEEDING THE ZURN
ITZ PRITTY SIMPLE
SCRUB THE DRIED CUM OFF YO SHITTY DIMPLES
EVERYTHING ON EARTH AS OF NOW WAS QUITE SUDDLE
TILL YOU STARTED
TO CHATTER YO MOLARS AND GUMS IN A GRUMBLE
LIKAH PRIMITIVE HOMOSAPIEN FROM DAH JUNGLE
THE COCKSUCKER
ATE BROIL, HARDENED, CRUST, SMEARED, DICKS FOR SUPPER
ALLOW ME TO ANNOUNCE THE RUMP ROAST;
WHILE IM SAVORIN MY V8 OUTTA NFL TUMBLER
AND SCREAM HATEFUL WITTA GRUMP BOAST
FOR THE SAKE OF THE GRAND FINNALE CHUMP POST
IN SLUMBER
I WONDER WHERE THE HELL MY FUCKIN CHUBBY PAL WENT!
THE SECOND I FINNISHED THE BET ON THE RUMMIE CHALLENGE
I GOT A GRIP ON GANGSTA FROM MY GRAPNEL TIPS
SO BEWARE MY SHARDS OF BRONZE SHRAPNEL DISHED