IGNORANT RAP SHIT by Kill Bill: The Rapper Lyrics
Yuh, straight up outta the gutter shit
Six shooter pistol to the mouth of the government
High cal like the counts in the buttersticks
Butterfinger rappers dropping pounds of that other shit
Honestly, I have a [?] I can fuck with it
In the fountain of youth about to drown in a fucking ditch
Pump fake rappers [?]
The trumpet slip up out it, I'm about it, I crush with fist
Focus
[?] I mirror image 'em
Stick [?] to your throat and stear the emblems
Killing shit with word play, Yagami with the penmanship
It's not a fucking Death Note, you're reading my best quotes
Get money, get paid
Shit I've been a beast since the fucking tenth grade
Untouchable
Bitch mad cause I said that I don't fuck with you
My life is all music, sorry if you're fucking number two
5'7 be the number two
Bitch you gripping led shit I know that thats a Number 2
Yo main bitch calling me, how'd she get my number too?
I got a quarter pound of the Perc thats a number two
Flow is so sharp gentsu
Punching on the come up like a [?]
Imma Mozart, bouta start a [?]
Immerge from the wreckage like most our friends do
This the, divine speaking, it's peace behind beats
If it's beef I leave 'em nine deep you peep [?]
She keep it clapping like nines
[?] Chevy and beat drops
A beast with a beast rock steady [?]
Complete with the teeth, can't compete with my [?]
Y'all got me feeling like i'm 3pac
Six shooter pistol to the mouth of the government
High cal like the counts in the buttersticks
Butterfinger rappers dropping pounds of that other shit
Honestly, I have a [?] I can fuck with it
In the fountain of youth about to drown in a fucking ditch
Pump fake rappers [?]
The trumpet slip up out it, I'm about it, I crush with fist
Focus
[?] I mirror image 'em
Stick [?] to your throat and stear the emblems
Killing shit with word play, Yagami with the penmanship
It's not a fucking Death Note, you're reading my best quotes
Get money, get paid
Shit I've been a beast since the fucking tenth grade
Untouchable
Bitch mad cause I said that I don't fuck with you
My life is all music, sorry if you're fucking number two
5'7 be the number two
Bitch you gripping led shit I know that thats a Number 2
Yo main bitch calling me, how'd she get my number too?
I got a quarter pound of the Perc thats a number two
Flow is so sharp gentsu
Punching on the come up like a [?]
Imma Mozart, bouta start a [?]
Immerge from the wreckage like most our friends do
This the, divine speaking, it's peace behind beats
If it's beef I leave 'em nine deep you peep [?]
She keep it clapping like nines
[?] Chevy and beat drops
A beast with a beast rock steady [?]
Complete with the teeth, can't compete with my [?]
Y'all got me feeling like i'm 3pac