Dirty Bento by Tha God Fahim Lyrics
[Intro Sample: The Last Samurai]
"And with these new weapons
You will crush him"
[Intro]
I might as well come straight in
Yo check it
Uh check it
Yo
[Verse 1]
I'll leave you in your backyard laid out
Rap style's played out
I'm fine dine gourmet, you fast food take-out
Shootout Sansego, he made me pull the 8 out
Cascade shootouts
Niggas had to skate out
Niggas serving time for bringin'
It's no flakes out
Chopping up the cake, divide the pies
Time to breakout
West with the Maserati like Bobby
Flip the dope like Karate
I love to roll dice on sacrifice
You a hermaphrodite
Spectacular light
Miller Light before I called it a night
Move's professional, reduce decibels
Silence the land then walk off holding my testicals
I'm dressing you the way I'm wettin' you
Like salad, speaking talent
Koch think you off balanced
The Koch had him crawling for more balance
The Koch had him wildin'
Heckler in the back for the violence
Smith-and-Wesson was off, quiet
The Ruger had the science
The Glock 19 for the alliance
And pop sixteen for your diet
The M16 was more biased
They like to shoot tires
The brass knuckles leave ya jaw wired
The pen is on fire
Shoot you 'til you on fire
Swords for hire
Spin you like a dryer
Send a pariah at your attire
"And with these new weapons
You will crush him"
[Intro]
I might as well come straight in
Yo check it
Uh check it
Yo
[Verse 1]
I'll leave you in your backyard laid out
Rap style's played out
I'm fine dine gourmet, you fast food take-out
Shootout Sansego, he made me pull the 8 out
Cascade shootouts
Niggas had to skate out
Niggas serving time for bringin'
It's no flakes out
Chopping up the cake, divide the pies
Time to breakout
West with the Maserati like Bobby
Flip the dope like Karate
I love to roll dice on sacrifice
You a hermaphrodite
Spectacular light
Miller Light before I called it a night
Move's professional, reduce decibels
Silence the land then walk off holding my testicals
I'm dressing you the way I'm wettin' you
Like salad, speaking talent
Koch think you off balanced
The Koch had him crawling for more balance
The Koch had him wildin'
Heckler in the back for the violence
Smith-and-Wesson was off, quiet
The Ruger had the science
The Glock 19 for the alliance
And pop sixteen for your diet
The M16 was more biased
They like to shoot tires
The brass knuckles leave ya jaw wired
The pen is on fire
Shoot you 'til you on fire
Swords for hire
Spin you like a dryer
Send a pariah at your attire