Insane Poetry
The Whore I Spit On
[Verse 1: Smallz One]
I don't want to talk (no), I just want to watch (Yeah)
Take you home and crucify you on a big cross (Die)
Took me thirty-three years just to realize that (Yeah)
I can do whatever the fuck I want, and that's a fine fact
Go ahead, rewind that, and take it to the crime lab
Test my DNA and tell me, did they ever find that?
I was anywhere near to the place that I said I was
Manglin' and stranglin' this hoe, what of hell of us
Everything is big, everything is lovely
I've been thinkin' this shit, ever since I was three
Never seen a monster disappointed in her kid like mine was
I'm sick of sayin' sorry, there's a time her mom was
Still is, and it won't change, accept that and go
You still won't understand me if you dissect your flow
Underneath the microscope and it still don't make sense
Killing all these bitches, only way I make friends

[Chorus: Smallz One]
Never thought for once that it would come to this
But I can't hold it in, because it makes me sick
Fuck you and the horse you rode in on
Fuck you, you're the whore that I spit on
Never thought for once that it would come to this
But I can't hold it in, because it makes me sick
Fuck you and the horse you rode in on
Fuck you, you're the whore that I spit on
[Verse 2: Smallz One]
You might have an antic of walk out I walk on
Kill or be killed rest in peace for the doctor
But bitch I ain't a carpet, no I ain't a doormat
Drain your blood inside my tub and dump it for a warm bath
Every day's a battle like a soldier on a war path
Ear plugs in, 'cause I heard it when I toured that
You don't want to be friends, I am not nice (Bitch)
Judge me by the cover but did you read the spine? (No)
Once you make an unwelcomed entrance, there is no exit
A room full of skulls and they all got dented
Why is she so quiet? Bet she never talks
'Cause I only talk to the faces inside of the walls
They're way too nice to be sayin' this shit
So was John Wayne sane and Henry Lee Lucas
Just be careful who you trust for your sake and mine
Hell is a state of mind, I find it blissful and divine

[Chorus: Smallz One]
Never thought for once that it would come to this
But I can't hold it in, because it makes me sick
Fuck you and the horse you rode in on
Fuck you, you're the whore that I spit on
Never thought for once that it would come to this
But I can't hold it in, because it makes me sick
Fuck you and the horse you rode in on
Fuck you, you're the whore that I spit on
[Verse 3: Scum]
Fuck you and your mamma with a gonorrhea dick
'Cause he asked to access, you get chopped like a brick
Every trick had a lick and picked up a disease
'Cause you leak bloody puss from a few STDs
On your knees when you pray to the God that is I
Better try to appease holy rod that I shove up your ass
Then you blow till you gag, take this load down your throat
Time to get in the bag, woooh
Man what a fuckin' mess
Time to clean up after myself
Got to dispose of the garbage
Yo, go!
Draggin' a motherfuckin' smelly cunt and setting you down like a fuckin' hump up on my back in a black trash bag
You're a fuckin' dumb, bitch
That deserves a beatin' with a pipe that's made of lead
You gave me brain, you got no brain
That I had to prove it when I cracked your head
Dead like a hooker that I got buried in my yard
And the world is now a better place when I see your face in a fuckin' cardboard box
But have you seen me satisfied, it's not a lost
Soon to be green like salad that I'm about to make you toss

[Chorus: Smallz One]
Never thought for once that it would come to this
But I can't hold it in, because it makes me sick
Fuck you and the horse you rode in on
Fuck you, you're the whore that I spit on
Never thought for once that it would come to this
But I can't hold it in, because it makes me sick
Fuck you and the horse you rode in on
Fuck you, you're the whore that I spit on